Acts In Scene - Odysseus' Claim
Now the Dawn arose from her couch,
To bear light to the immortals and to mortal men
And Athene told them the tale of the many woes
Of Odysseus, recalling them to mind 'Son of Laertes, of the seed of Zeus,
Odysseus of many devices,
So it is thy wish to get home to thine
Own dear country even in this hour?' For already have I suffered full much,
And much have I toiled in perils of waves and war; Poseidon, shaker of the earth,
Stirred against him a great wave,
Terrible and grievous,Acts In Scene - Odysseus' Claim - http://motolyrics.com/acts-in-scene/odysseus-claim-lyrics-portuguese-translation.html
Smote him with a great tempestuous CHORUS: "Poseidon! Why?!?!?
Oh, wretched man that I am!
What is to befall me at the last?
For I know how wroth against me
Hath been the great Shaker of the Earth." Then Odysseus turned from the sea, and fell back in the
Reeds, and kissed earth, the grain-giver, and heavily he
Spoke unto his own brave spirit:
"Ah, woe is me! What is to betide me? What shall happen
Unto me at the last?" CHORUS AGAIN
Acts In Scene - O Clamor de Odisseu (Portuguese translation)
Neste instante em que Aurora ergue-se do leito
Para trazer a luz aos imortais deuses e mortais
Atena narra-lhes o conto de muitos infortúnios
De Odisseu, trazendo-os à tona.
Filho de Laertes, da prole do altissonante Zeus
Odisseu de muitos engenhos
É pois, de tua vontade regressar
Para o teu reino neste instante?
Pois demasiado eu já sofri
E exausto já estou dos riscos da guerra e do mar
Mas Poseidon, o que treme a terra,
Arremessando contra Odisseu enormes ondas
Terríveis e aterradorasActs In Scene - Odysseus' Claim - http://motolyrics.com/acts-in-scene/odysseus-claim-lyrics-portuguese-translation.html
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Poseidon, por quê?!?!?
Ó que infeliz homem que sou!
O que ainda me ocorrerá?
Pois sei o quão irado comigo
Está o deus que treme a terra
Então Odisseu retorna do mar, caindo de volta
Em seus calcanhares, e beija a terra que lhe acolhe. E gravemente,
Fala em seu nobre e bravo espírito:
Ah, desafortunado que sou! Que estará a me suceder?
O que será de mim? Que fim me reservam os deuses?
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