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D I B * D U C K. GRAFITE NA RUA DA BALSA.

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Mixture of race and color

I am Brazilian a mixture of race and color

I'm Italian, Portuguese and black felt dolor.

I'm not black or white, I'm what I am

Neither Asian nor European, Brazilian I am

We are not just a nation insane

It was here that he invented the plane

Where Niermyer designed a city

Humanity's cultural heritage, we want dignity.

I am Brazilian a mixture of race and color

I'm Italian, Portuguese and black felt dolor.

This is the country of the future

It is not the third world here sure.

There's just so much trickster, immoral.

Who only works after the carnival.

We're not afraid to fight.

This country is our home, right.

Let's defend ourselves from the sky until bottom of the sea

Vila Lobos will inspire us with your idea.

I'm Brazilian a mixture of race and color

I'm Italian, Portuguese, and black felt dolor.

I sing the hymn with my hand in my heart.

Want to understand our history, just insert.

A coin without emotion to corruption

That's why it's Penta champion.

With Brazilians there is no one who can

Be it in samba or Bossa Nova, yes man.

Infinite rhythms, rich in culture

Here we live a great mixture

I'm Brazilian a mixture of race and color

I'm Italian, Portuguese, and black felt dolor.

Dib

Blind beauty- - Beleza cega.

Grafite na tela

Grafite na rua Valdemar Martins.

Blind beauty

Beauty is blind and unfair.

True love let white my hair.

Who falls in love with beauty is weak.

Cannot find the soul that seeks

Only after a break in the stars

Uncertainty Appears

The clarity that a beauty

Brings a curse and a certainty

It is disproportionate and jealous

That symmetry that makeup zealous.

The facial expression of irony no lid

The moral of the anatomy that hid

The fibrous tissue friendly and sincere

Speaking politely even if severe

Correctly and not offending

Sincere conversation never ending

To a good understanding

Half word is enough, so not screaming.

Do not confuse dissatisfaction

With misunderstanding

Beauty is a certainty displeasure.

Certainty that in nature.

Everything comes from a seed

Beauty is consequent, but I need.

Who falls in love with a beauty in a relationship?

Don´t know the truth of a heart, but want keep.

Do not switch channel

It's just another commercial.

Dib

Blue underwear

Grafite em tela

Dib e Esbongaroto.

Grafite na av. Conselheiro Moreira de Barros, em frente ao Supermercado Andorinha.

Tree

In nature until the tree is balanced.

Growing distributing and balanced.

Harmonizing your branches and rooting.

She's a tightrope player, isn´t dreaming.

Life is a seed this is sublime.

That fecundates and grows in time.

It stays in the sun, in the rain without movement.

Fighting against the wind on pavement.

Nature architect and ingenious.

Thus it ages and grows with cautions.

Giving sweet and tasty fruit too.

What does not tear you down strengthens you

If it does not give fruit gives hope.

A good shade and a twig to put a rope.

A swing for a child or just read.

In his shadow, I lie down and spread.

Evolving in the same place without foot.

There’s always someone wanting to boot.

Thinking of taking you somewhere else.

Trying shameless, trying erase.

Trying to root again without crying.

Reborn without dying.

But if this happens, so free.

Your body a boat can be.

Dib.

- Two in one - Dois grafites em um

Two in one

Grafite na avenida Zaki Narchi

Grafite no muro da estação de trem da cidade de  Maua. 

Two in one

Doing Your Wills, But You're Crazy

Do not laugh at my joke and I’m not lazy.

You live by putting words in my mouth.

Getting angry for nothing every month

Imagining thoughts that do not exist

Stubborn, without proof still insists

Egocentric, deny me a kiss every day.

Kiss is not denied in any way

Asking about numbers that tore

Who's calling, don´t say it´s some store.

Fight with your own shadow

Screams and cries let´s you down.

Ignored, she's lost the mind health

I don´t like controlling myself

I control myself and it let´s me sick.

Fruitcake is the flavor your lipstike

What causes you a trauma?

Soul also evolves, but need comma.

Every experience has a reason

Good taste is a gift of life son.

Like said my mom.

I do not stop, I be restless in this igloo.

I do not like being annoyed too

There is an insect in the glass.

Bird that eats stone knows the beak it has

Offender is free at sunrise 

Love has a price

This is a cheating using dress.

The kiss has an address

Dib.

I gave you my eyes, my soul and my blood, but it was little.

Painting on scrren 

Grafiti in Street 

Tears of Stars

Life is not exactly as you wanted it to be.

Even so, it is still life and would not be

The sorrows I laughed with great joy

Everything that happened I did poetry, boy

Living is a magic and synergy

Believing in hope give me energy

The lucid I believe and don´t drop.

Just smile to makes this sadness stop

Turning tears into stars

Memories and uncertainties wars.

The agony of pain not is toy

Leaving only wisdom and joy

The experience of living in this sphere

Envy and love is not ionosphere.

We celebrate, but dissent, now wait.

Joy comes from where you least expect it.

I do not judge not to be judged

Always looking for a culpried.

I'm educated and not spoiled

I'm just a little lasted.

My father is the street, where I was educated.

Where the lights of the stars she overshadowed

The streets educated me, it was not school

So I learned to defend myself, but was cool.

I'm looking for an answer to a question

There is no one who listens to me in my oration.

Only the stars respond with brilliance

The tears of the sky, is the sigil of her radiance.

Dib

Pet Grafitti

Shortness of breath

The human not is a Christ

Can corrupt even a priest

Corrupt lazy and ambitious, doesn’t matter age

Smells like sweat, urine and sewage

Treacherous and tricky egoist

Until love sells a parse, not insist

It's like cleaning your butt with tramp paper.

If you sell and buy everything, joker!

Profit from sad news, honey

Publish on social networks with certainty

They only care about money.

The human being is rotten in its entirety.

If it were not for the sex hormone

There would not be a couple, alone

A heart without passion

Just for personal, it´s is complication

They eat so much money

Belch ambition and go to Disney

Release of oil gases, for ambition

Profit from inflation

Happiness is a puzzle like death

If you have money or if you have health

Actually, nobody cares with your history.

The important thing is profit or victory

Dib

Pintura com Spray em tela, segunda foto: grafite no bairro da Freguesia do Ó.

painting on screen 

grafiti in street

Between Anise and Absinthe

Walking alone through

Sober this way

Only with my thought

Remember what you say

I swear I was moved.

But I'm still thinking

I swear, I wasn’t loosed

Now, I’m here suffering

But I'm forgetting you this way

In so little time of away

So, I go my way

Joining the pieces of this destination

Mute and silent just feeling sensation

The fragrance of a feminine scent domination

But I'm forgetting you this way

In so little time, I go away

Drunk, inhaling the absinthe anise.

Maybe a dream, I realized.

                                                                                                                                                 Dib.

Pintura em tela feita com Spray, grafite na Av. Imirim. Meu amigo Marco e o filho dele Lucas.

Paniting on screen 

grafiti in street

Entre o anis e o absinto

Caminhando sozinho

Sóbrio por esse caminho

Só com os meus pensamentos

Juro que fiquei comovido

Mas, ainda estou pensativo

Prometo, que não mais procrastino

Mas, eu estou te esquecendo

Em tão pouco tempo

E assim, sigo o meu caminho

Juntando os pedaços desse destino

Mudo e calado só sentindo

A fragância de um perfume feminino

Mas, eu estou te esquecendo

Em tão pouco tempo

Ébrio, inalando o anis do absinto.

                                                                                                                                                Dib. 

Pintura em tela e grafite na av. 9 de julho, grafite atropelado.

Grafite em tela 

Grafite quase pronto

Grafite atropelado.

Letícia, Dib.

The brightness of the stars

Hope is a dawning day, when you are younger

Waiting to see what happens, doesn’t matter danger

What does not kill you makes you stronger

The same love that warms at the memory.  

It's the same thing that makes you angry.

It's ungrateful or you just forget it, when marry.

But when the moon appears like a shark

And the longing grows dark.

It's when love happens and I need go to work.

Only knows who knows the games

That in perdition it perishes

In the end everything happens in the Blues.

That every night dawns after stars

Every nightmare disappears

When a dream happens over the rivers.

Let's believe, let's dream, let´s the groove.

That this world can improve.

Let's transmit the virus named love.

Dib

Jaco Pastorius

Upside down- De Ponta Cabeça.

The tear, female noun and emotion

Clear, colorless, salty and silent secretion

Produced by the lacrimal glands

That cleanses and moistens the cornea fields.

Very small amount of a liquid

For such a powerful drop, someone said.

There is no one who can resist it is holy.

Man, woman, child or elderly

The tear has its own will like wife

In joy or pain, sharp as a knife

All summarized in one drop is enough

That flows down to the mouth

Everything concentrated on Fluids no keys

That comes from the soul through the eyes

Relieving a crying heart and follow

Showing the whole truth now

From the tear no one hides, just waiting

The joy, the pain or the longing

In such a small drop is reality

Who has no vanity?

How can all and the pains of the world

If summed up in a tear of gold

A disillusionment with passion that went deep

It ends up in a clear secretion and calms and keep.

The end of a book or a sad movie

She'll console you on this page poesies

And the whole meaning of life persists

It starts or Ends in Tear drop no limits

The tear is powerful, no one stop

Summarize everything in one drop

In victory and defeat or the most dangerous

The most sincere feeling that comes like virus

Only a good actress can simulate

A cry or a tear provoke and create

This human has no cure nor a king.

Fool even the purest thing

I wanted to examine a tear in your head.

Try to fill everything inside or brad

So small and powerful in its drop form

Inspiration for so much beautiful poetry storm.

 Dib

Letra Dib.