Página do Hugo, Pessoal!

‘English’

There’s nothing else I can do.
As thinking about life, I realize there’s nothing else I can do.
So tired, so agressive, so many regrets…
Realized of myself, shall I understand this song?
Shall the whole hole swallow the mind of my thoughts?
I can’t go no further. I can’t go further. I can go no further. Can’t I go further?
Nothing else to do, nothing else to love, no enjoy to get, no love to give up more often.
I should go.

Dentre todas as idéias, nenhuma é mais capaz de identificar que a bem-querência, a petulância de um grande amor.

‘
Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming!

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.

Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.

So now you’d better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing.
‘

<a href=”http://bp1.blogger.com/__HbxjfR5ijM/RaAcnh3l0VI/AAAAAAAAACQ/50Ck52IibYs/s1600-h/shivering_leaf_by_orange_racoon.jpg”><img style=”display:block;cursor:hand;text-align:center;margin:0 auto 10px;” alt=”" src=”http://bp1.blogger.com/__HbxjfR5ijM/RaAcnh3l0VI/AAAAAAAAACQ/50Ck52IibYs/s320/shivering_leaf_by_orange_racoon.jpg” border=”0″ /></a><br /><div>If sometimes we have some stuff to do, we should do it.<br /><br />Well, we don’t have to be worried ’bout nothing. We shall engage ourselves in that fight that we honest do.<br />I, for example, don’t know why, but this year I’m more happier than usually, well, I’ve surrended to my own.<br /><br />This is the only thought I can have at this moment. This is the crazy life that I’m living for.<br /><br />So…<br /><br />Movin’, Movin’, Moving on…</div>

If I have to carry the world in my back, be it!
I’m happy enough to understand what life is: I am!
And if anybody don’t share this constatation with me, it’s not a problem.
I’m happy – like i was never before – and making sandcastles to bring my life into a new edge where I never was before: Happiness.
Also, I understand that my life won’t be easy and struggle will come. Be it!
I’ve a finger pointing to the right direction and a full life in front of me; can I jump? have I jumped? nah. But now I will.
Sometimes, just understand is not what I have to, but must to.
I understand my life.
Am I strong enough? Yes.
I’m in love.Crazy and viciously in love.
I’m myself, and that, nobody can take!