Na China é Ano Novo

O dia com sol

Carinhosamente toca de dourado

A cidade

E minha alma

Eu sorrio sozinha caminhando na cidade

Que pulsa

Eu pulso

Porque faço o caminho

E tem tanta vida

E tem tanta energia

Que eu agradeço

Ao amanhecer permanente

Em minha alma

Lucy, 31.01.2014

I can't be left alone

Swallowing is hard

And this pain I’m feeling isn’t fair

Not again

Not now

Not tonight

I protect my body

And nurture my soul

And, although I don’t show it

Am sensitive

I am delicately in need

Of my strength

It isn’t fair

And I’ll have to back up

Because this pain

Is only showing me

My trembling inside soul

And it’s not fair of you

To let me drain myself so

Trashing my confidence

And leaving me alone

In the crying stormy city

I’ll have to leave

And find somewhere else

Where my doubt doesn’t echo

Continually

Lucy, 25.01.2014

Belgium

I cannot restrain my sense of sorrow
When I come, when I get into Belgium
Back to Belgium, shortly,
When I see the land, the flat land,
And the language,
That is lost, that is retained, somewhere,
deep, in me.
A precious and confounded treasure within me
For those my first years
When things were simple, joyful, and honest
And, by god! I have lost it!
However the country IS STILL
I am again, and back,
As I enter Belgium and recognize it
as a part at the same time undisturbed and unreachable within me,
I cry
I cry for all I've lost,
I cry for what could have been
I cry for what has been, and is no more
My twisted life, I cry for my sorrows
For I am damaged
But I am still, and am free...
The phrase that remains, as such other words, 
untranslated, and as an unfulfilled dream 
that I only touch in now my holidays,
the phrase that I retained in my soul
Ik wil zo graag terug naar Belgie gaan
And I have lost again
For I now belong to so much, to so many
By surviving the worst
I became, and lost myself, in many
This is so natural
And so strange
That I see Belgium and I see my soul laid in front of me
And I weep
And I silence it
For I cannot go back
In time
And must accept, always,
As I have
The ever changing world
            With Grace
            As I reinvent (and loose) myself
            Constantly.
Lucy, 3 January 2014

Valor para Se Dar

E o valor que a gente tem

É o valor que a gente se dá

O que eu carrego comigo

É um pouco do que eu permiti

Me deixar por aí

Me construir ao me deixar

Viver por aí

O que eu cresci foi o que silenciei

Para poder escutar

Pois a paisagem depende

De pernas, olhares e sorrisos

Um abraço na ilha

Uma lacuna no peito

E muita sede sempre

Saber te perder

            Tendo apreciado

É apenas um preço Razoável

No peito que semeia

            Um Poder-Ser

            Inteiro

 Em qualquer Hoje

Que a vida me dá

Obrigada Ao Novo que vem sempre

            Renovada em Mim

            Eu invento.

            Me reinvento.

Lucy, 1. Janeiro. 2014