{"id":418,"date":"2018-01-26T10:47:32","date_gmt":"2018-01-26T18:47:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ralockhart.com\/WP\/?p=418"},"modified":"2018-01-26T10:47:32","modified_gmt":"2018-01-26T18:47:32","slug":"pacos-translation-of-o-homem-do-leme","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ralockhart.com\/WP\/pacos-translation-of-o-homem-do-leme\/","title":{"rendered":"Paco’s Translation of O Homem do Leme"},"content":{"rendered":"

Hi all. The translation posted yesterday was incorrectly attributed to Paco. I want to correct this error, so here is Paco’s translation. In addition, I have included the Potuguese letra. Enjoy!<\/p>\n

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The Man at the Helm<\/span><\/p>\n

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All alone at night<\/p>\n

A light in the darkness shines directly<\/p>\n

Obscuring the rest.<\/p>\n

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More than a wave, more than a tide<\/p>\n

They tried to arrest him, impose a faith<\/p>\n

But, drifting at will, breaking the longing<\/p>\n

There goes one who fears nothing, there goes the helmsman.<\/p>\n

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And a desire to laugh, born from the depths of being<\/p>\n

And a desire to go, to travel the world and leave,<\/p>\n

Life is always to lose.<\/p>\n

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In the depths of the sea<\/p>\n

Lie the others, those who were there<\/p>\n

In ash-gray days<\/p>\n

Eternal rest they found there.<\/p>\n

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And more than a wave, more than a tide,<\/p>\n

They tried to arrest him, impose a faith<\/p>\n

But, drifting at will, breaking the longing<\/p>\n

There goes one who fears nothing, there goes the helmsman.<\/p>\n

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And a desire to laugh, born from the depths of being<\/p>\n

And a desire to go, to travel the world and leave,<\/p>\n

Life is always to lose.<\/p>\n

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On the background of the horizon<\/p>\n

The murmur blows where it will<\/p>\n

In the depths of time<\/p>\n

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And a desire to laugh, born from the depths of being<\/p>\n

And a desire to go, to travel the world and leave,<\/p>\n

Life is always to lose.<\/p>\n

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(Paco\u2019s Translation)<\/p>\n

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O Homem Do Leme<\/h1>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Sozinho na noite
\nUm barco ruma para onde vai.
\nUma luz no escuro brilha a direito
\nOfusca as demais<\/p>\n

E mais que uma onda, mais que uma mar\u00e9
\nTentaram prend\u00ea-lo impor-lhe uma f\u00e9
\nMas, vogando \u00e0 vontade, rompendo a saudade
\nVai quem j\u00e1 nada teme, vai o homem do leme<\/p>\n

E uma vontade de rir, nasce do fundo do ser
\nE uma vontade de ir, correr o mundo e partir
\nA vida \u00e9 sempre a perder<\/p>\n

No fundo do mar
\nJazem os outros, os que l\u00e1 ficaram
\nEm dias cinzentos
\nDescanso eterno l\u00e1 encontraram<\/p>\n

E mais que uma onda, mais que uma mar\u00e9
\nTentaram prend\u00ea-lo, impor-lhe uma f\u00e9
\nMas, vogando \u00e0 vontade, rompendo a saudade
\nVai quem j\u00e1 nada teme, vai o homem do leme<\/p>\n

E uma vontade de rir, nasce do fundo do ser
\nE uma vontade de ir, correr o mundo e partir
\nA vida \u00e9 sempre a perder<\/p>\n

No fundo horizonte
\nSopra o murm\u00fario para onde vai
\nNo fundo do tempo
\nFoge o futuro, \u00e9 tarde demais<\/p>\n

E uma vontade de rir nasce do fundo do ser
\nE uma vontade de ir, correr o mundo e partir
\nA vida \u00e9 sempre a perder<\/p>\n<\/article>\n<\/div>\n