To: elmatador who wrote (56561 ) 11/8/2009 9:53:15 PM From: 49thMIMOMander 2 Recommendations Respond to of 217931 NSN, Poema aritimimético, I guess they are doing what Gilberto Gil sings about.gilbertogil.com.br dmned these embedded, java/smart pages (new GilbertoGil server) which makes it impossible to produce the final link, but click the little loudspeaker, textsheet of number 8, Poema aritimimético (recession bean counting poem??) but direct mp3 linkgilbertogil.com.br They cut to them to the heads and the feet The three hundred and sixty hands It is a slaughter, the cruel slaughter Fellow creature Sao Bartolomeu forceful babeltranslation Aritimimético poem Gilbert Gil As many verses of bigger art Nine syllables, more, three the three Sculptured, expanded of color Arithmetical poem Aritimimético subject Recited for nine couples Evoking the six memory Legendary feudal gentlemen They are eighteen jograis, times ten They are three hundred and sixty hands They are three hundred and sixty feet They are the voices in the sad song They are castles, taverns, brothels Castles, taverns, brothels They are ballads of love, cathedrals Armors, swords, rings Seduction of loyal vassals Treason of loving fidiciary offices Protitutas, bufões, courts A plot of cardinals against the king Tragic, fatídicos ends The punhais for detrás kill six Lendários feudal gentlemen The daring villains kill more They will kill the nine couples exactly Of Provençal jograis, times 10 They cut to them to the heads and the feet The three hundred and sixty hands It is a slaughter, the cruel slaughter Fellow creature Is Bartolomeu Already they do not kill more six, but six a thousand They do not kill more six, but six a thousand A thousand and five hundred Peter Cabral Suddenly already it is Brazil As in 2001, the Odyssey in the Space In the time, it breu in it In the space, in the time, it breu in it In the night of They are Bartolomeu Verses of bigger art already are not It is the broken bone, is the sky The amplidão is the ship beaching a ship The ship beaching a ship the amplidão A thousand year-light daqui and of now Gods and Ours are valid me Lady You guide me in the magnetic field Arithmetical poem Aritimimético subject