Mario Quintana – Ano novo
Lá bem no alto do décimo segundo andar do ano
Vive uma louca chamada Esperança
E ela pensa que quando todas buzinas
Todos os tambores
Todos os reco-recos tocarem:
– Ó delicioso vôo!
Ela será encontrada miraculosamente incólume na calçada – outra vez criança
E em torno dela indagará o povo:
– Como é o teu nome, meninazinha dos olhos verdes?
E ela lhes dirá
( É preciso dizer-lhes tudo de novo )
Ela lhes dirá bem alto, para que não se esqueçam:
– O meu nome é ES – PE – RAN – ÇA …
Desejamos a todos um 2017 brilhante. Recordando as coisas boas de 2016, um resumo de lugares visitados:
We wish all a brilliant new year. May 2017 be much better than 2016.
Nosso Olhar wants to end the year with a summary of all beautiful places we visited.
Desejamos a todos um 2017 brilhante. Recordando as coisas boas de 2016, um resumo de lugares visitados:
We wish all a brilliant new year. May 2017 be much better than 2016.
Nosso Olhar wants to end the year with a summary of all beautiful places we visited.
Miami |
Montreal |
Lima |
Fortaleza |
Bilbao |
Barcelona |
Vic - photo by our cousin Montse |
Lisboa |
Rio de Janeiro |
Cassino |
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light;
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind,For those that here we see no more,
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in navyress to all mankind.
The flying cloud, the frosty light;
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind,For those that here we see no more,
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in navyress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Lord Tennyson