quinta-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2011

Facing one can face me But the betrayal nor Jesus escaped

The steamroller will pass Out of my way, 
I can blow you  If you are brave too am 
Will then come face opposite 
But taking care of teeth 
Do not pretend you forgot, was something that struck you  
In trairagem might get lucky 
Now if you miss you will find death 
Forgiveness is for the worthy, something that you do not have 
Morality is easy to talk The hard part is to show and prove  
They told me that I am a spoiled and fucked loose 
Still single and complain for what I'm not 
Who does not cry mama, I have to show 
I'm not satisfied with what I have  
For a better world I'm saying 
What is a better constructive sentence 
What a sermon who says he never sinned 
There are many legal wealthy who make their parts 
And that does not help for a more just and decent world to live, 
because the city is the backyard of his house,
 however large it One day his ball jumps 
over the wall and you'll have to leave to catch And that's 
where the beast catches.  Justice is done, 
but not by whom it judges the top 
Judging and the top is wise to consider 
What you think is not what is. 
And what do you think stinks.  
The steamroller will pass, destroying everything ahead 
 Facing one can face me But the betrayal nor Jesus escaped 

































Design references in the engravings of "Gustave Dore" in honor of my little grandmother who recently passed away, she was very religious, I was with her a lot in the church when it was "child" and was drawing to Our Lady of Fatima  of the church in reverse the roles of the songs of the Mass, during Mass and I remember her looking me and dropping me a smile, and it was this memory that was. So I dedicate these drawings for her.
 
Desenho com referências nas gravuras de "Gustave Dore" em homenagem a minha vózinha que faleceu recentemente , ela era muito religiosa, eu ia muito com ela na igreja quando era "criança" e ficava desenhando a Nossa Senhora de Fatima do altar da igreja, no verso dos papéis das canções da missa, durante a missa e eu me lembro dela me olhanda e soltando um sorriso , e foi essa lembrança que ficou.  Por isso dedico estes desenhos para ela .

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