Como o Suassuna, eu gosto de gente doida, (pela perspectiva diferente, genialidade, pelo lapso perdido que lhe fez abandonar o arrepio da realidade cruel). É! Mas sobretudo tenho uma admiração pelas pessoas que têm uma voracidade de conhecimento. Admiração por quem não pára de estudar, que não pára de se aperfeiçoar. Quem não se acomoda. Porque precisa de conhecimento para sua alma, precisa saber mais. São essas pessoas com quem me identifico. Porque sei que é assim onde encontro Dom Quixotes que tanto amo.
Estaba mirando hacia atrás, esperando lo que vendría. Después de todo, estaba lista. O eso era lo que quería creer. It was looking back, she would be waiting for what is to come. After all, she is ready. Or that She wanted to believe.
She couldn’t help feeling confused. Neither the past nor the present presented the answer she wanted to hear or follow. And between light and shadow, she was able to dodge a path yet to be explored.
She died of hunger because she only ate when she felt an emptiness in the form of sadness, anguish and despair. She lived in a compulsion for food to supply her sentimental anorexia …
Murió de hambre porque solo comía cuando sentía un vacío en forma de tristeza, angustia y desesperación. Vivía en una compulsión por la comida para suplir su anorexia sentimental …
Así fue: puso sus pies en el mundo para dejar sutilezas humanas en forma de letras en su rastro. Simplemente no sabía qué palabras aceptaría el papel.
So it was: she set her feet on the world to leave human subtleties in the form of letters in her wake. She just didn’t know which words the role would accept.
Ella desarrolló y pulió ese misterio que colgaba en sus pensamientos y así se convirtió en ese enigma que podría exaltar su espíritu ya rasgado y tan roto. Solo quería el silencio sólido que dejaba la verdad.
She developed and polished that mystery that hung in her thoughts and thus became that enigma that could exalt her already torn and so shreded spirit. I just wanted the solid silence that the truth left.
It was clear! She had no green finger and of the things she planted, few avenged, took strength, shape and grew. This was the case for ideas whose fruits (the imagination) she could reap in abundance. ¡Estaba claro! No tenía dedo verde y de las cosas que plantó, pocas se vengaron, tomaron fuerza, formaron y crecieron. Este fue el caso de las ideas cuyos frutos (la imaginación) podía cosechar en abundancia.
SImulaba la comprensión mezclada en la melodía de las canciones y los movimientos intangibles que la hacían sentir en notas mayores, menores, altas o bajas … lo importante era eso. SImulated the understanding mixed in the melody of the songs and intangible movements that made her feel in major, minor, high or low notes … the important thing was that.