EU SEI PORQUE CANTA O PÁSSARO ENGAIOLADO – Dois poemas: Maya Angelou e Rabindranath Tagore

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Caged Bird

By Maya Angelou

A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
and he names the sky his own

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

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DIALOGUE BETWEEN A FREE BIRD AND A CAGE BIRD
by Rabindranath Tagore (The Gardener, 1915)
* * * *

The tame bird was in a cage,
the free bird was in the forest.
They met when the time came,
it was a decree of fate.

The free bird cries,
“O my love, let us fly to the wood.”
The cage bird whispers,
“Come hither, let us both live in the cage.”

Says the free bird,
“Among the bars, where is there room to spread one’s wings?”
“Alas”, cries the cage bird,
“I should not know where to sit perched in the sky.”

The free bird cries,
“My darling, sing the songs of the woodland.”
The cage bird says,
“Sit by my side, I’ll teach you the speech of the learned.”

The forest bird cries,
“No! Ah no! Songs can never be taught.”
The cage bird says,
“Alas for me, I know not the songs of the woodlands.”

Their love is intense with longing,
but they never can fly wing to wing.
Throught the bars of the cage they look,
and vain is their wish to know each other.

They flutter their wings in yearning,
and sing, “Come closer, my love!”
The free bird cries,
“It cannot be, I fear the closed doors of the cage.”
The cage bird whispers,
“Alas, my wings are powerless and dead.”

i know why the caged bird sings
SIGA VIAGEM:

Coletânea A Casa de Vidro
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