Falseta Impetuosa - Aos bons ventos que a trazem de volta
Dias de chuva,
Dias de trovão,
Improviso em meu violão esta falseta cigana,
Enquanto a chuva acompanha-me no andamento,
E a suntuosa lua teima em embuçar-se meio às nuvens trovejantes.
Impetuosa chuva que recai sobre a aura
Ablua minh’alma e revigore a calma
Frente à impiedosa treva letárgica
Rogo em súplicas de fulgores lunáticos
Rume-a às profundezas oceânicas
Do mar de suas insensíveis ostentações
Que os bons ventos da Era Nova
Do amanhã que pulsa
Conduzam minha musa à seu norte natal
Ante o âmago de águas tenebrosas
Possa a meu lado, em missão divinal
Bussolar esta nau
Rafael Pelissari - Falseta Impetuosa
Tour over Europe
As the clouds were moving far away east this last afternoon, transporting the same vivid blue sky of today, to a tomorrow's brand new life, I came to realize the way it's always been.
And as I stayed up thru the whole night that I had ahead of me, now it has been. I've seen before my eyes days became nights and nights became days, the moving skies, knowing for sure that seasons will change, and, the fact that today isn't just the day after yesterday, but a brand new day, the rays of a brand new life.
Filled and complete with this feeling of transitority and aware of the magnitude of the Cosmos, I waive to each and every form of violence and the permanency on now.
Yet, I see what it has been and what it is, thus, I will no longer waste my presence here on this planet with meaningless things.
Nevertheless of what tomorrow will bring me, I have learned with waves hitting the rocks on the shore, as much as the simplicity of the rain dropping on my shoulders or a sunset, a child's smile or a dog's companionship, it's pointless sailing against the wind, when the wind itself can be a tool, can be a partner.
The first thing to do is stop to pretend, to intend, and live the life that comes from the inside out, and when we learn how to think differently on the same issues we have always had, then we face a new solution to whatever issue life presents us; it is never too late, it is never too far.
It's as clear as the day, and in fact it is day.
In broad daylight, the effort to be free is the only thing that should be permanent.
Rafael Pelissari @ the Van Huppell's Kunstenfestival Des Arts