Por Entre A Carne

Por Entre A Carne

Longos - gélidos dedos

Deslizam inquietos entre lábios

Sedentos: cobiçam outros mil daqueles beijos

F.

BULA:

Leonard Cohen

A Thousand Kisses Deep

"Don't matter if the road is long
Don't matter if it's steep
Don't matter if the moon is gone
And the darkness is complete
Don't matter if we lose our way
It's written that we'll meet
At least, that's what I heard you say
A thousand kisses deep

I loved you when you opened

Like a lily to the heat

You see, I'm just another snowman

Standing in the rain and sleet

Who loved you with his frozen love

His second hand physique

With all he is and all he was

A thousand kisses deep

I know you had to lie to me
I know you had to cheat
You learned it on your father's knee
And at your mother's feet
But did you have to fight your way
Across the burning street
When all our vital interests lay
A thousand kisses deep

I'm turning tricks
I'm getting fixed
I'm back on boogie street
I'd like to quit the business
But I'm in it, so to speak
The thought of you is peaceful
And the file on you complete
Except what I forgot to do
A thousand kisses deep

Don't matter if you're rich and strong

Don't matter if you're weak
Don't matter if you write a song

The nightingales repeat
Don't matter if it's nine to five

Or timeless and unique
You ditch your life to stay alive

A thousand kisses deep

The ponies run
The girls are young
The odds are there to beat
You win a while, and then it's done
Your little winning streak
And summon now to deal with your invincible defeat
You live your life as if it's real
A thousand kisses deep

I hear their voices in the wine

That sometimes did me seek

The band is playing Auld Lang Syne

But the heart will not retreat

There's no forsaking what you love

No existential leap

As witnessed here in time and blood

A thousand kisses deep"

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PS: O poema tem 31 sílabas - opa! Então não é poetrix. Quem liga? Já falei sobre isso antes [ ] e vou falar novamente quando estiver afim de fazer mais inimigos. Eu poderia resolver o problema com uma solução simples no segundo verso:

Ao invés de "Deslizam inquietos entre lábios" = 10 sílabas

"Deslizam entre inquietos lábios" = 9 sílabas

[...poéticas...]

A questão é - existe uma sutileza [sutil como barba recém feita] na versão original que deixa algo dúbio no ar. Existem outras mil soluções para que esse "poetrix" seja "puro" e tenha no máximo 30 sílabas [já não sei se posso chamar o que aqui produzo de poetrix]. Mas quando todas as palavras estão onde deveriam estar, não vejo por que não deixar deslizar uma sílaba. Se sacarem a sutileza eu até reconsidero re-arranjar o verso, Até lá, fica assim. 

...A Thousand Kisses Deep...