{"id":92,"date":"2014-04-01T03:48:00","date_gmt":"2014-04-01T03:48:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/oespelhonegro.wordpress.com\/2014\/04\/01\/morte-celta-samhain-luan-silva\/"},"modified":"2020-06-07T20:19:47","modified_gmt":"2020-06-07T23:19:47","slug":"morte-celta-samhain-luan-silva","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/oespelhonegro.com\/?p=92","title":{"rendered":"Morte Celta \/ Samhain &#8211; Luan Silva"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align:right;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/oespelhonegro.files.wordpress.com\/2014\/04\/celtic.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" id=\"i-91\" class=\" wp-image aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/oespelhonegro.files.wordpress.com\/2014\/04\/celtic.jpg?w=390\" alt=\"Imagem\" width=\"352\" height=\"284\"><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:right;\">Postado no RLS em 31\/10\/2010<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<blockquote>\n<hr>\n<div style=\"text-align:right;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\">&#8220;This night, walk the dead<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:right;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\">In a solitary style<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:right;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\">And crash the cemetery gates.<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:right;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\">In the dress your husband hates<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:right;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\">Way down, mark the grave<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:right;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\">Where the search lights find us<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:right;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\">drinking by the mausoleum door<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:right;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\">And they found you on the Bathroom floor.&#8221;<b>(*)<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/i><\/span><\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align:right;\"><strong>Cemitery Drive &#8211; My Chemical Romance<\/strong><\/p>\n<hr>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align:center;\">Samhain, Halloween, Dia dos Mortos.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center;\">N\u00e3o importa o que se diga, h\u00e1 um ar f\u00fanebre pairando sobre nossas cabe\u00e7as e nos fazendo honrar nossos ancestrais. E hoje, honro minha av\u00f3, minha hist\u00f3ria e Cerridwen &#8211; Grande Madrinha Celta.<\/p>\n<hr>\n<p><strong>Morte Celta<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\">Pelo espelho da minha alma,<br \/>\nSai o sangue do meu cora\u00e7\u00e3o.<br \/>\nOh, Senhora dos Corvos e da Morte,<br \/>\nLeva embora minha m\u00e1goa e solid\u00e3o.<\/span><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>Pelo reflexo do meu sorriso,<br \/>\nSai um grito abafado.<br \/>\nOh, Senhora dos Corvos e da Morte,<br \/>\nLeva embora a agonia de n\u00e3o ser amado..<\/p>\n<p>Seu olhar me fixou,<br \/>\nSua raiva me tomou,<br \/>\nSeu orgulho reservado<br \/>\nMe mostrou o que era o Amor<\/p>\n<p>Pelo sangue que jorra da minha veia pela ferida,<br \/>\nSai a vida que os Fogos de Beltane me deram.<br \/>\nOh, Senhora dos Corvos e da Morte,<br \/>\nLeve embora meu esp\u00edrito Celta que os Deuses Antigos trouxeram.<\/p>\n<p>Pelo ultimo sopro de vida que tenho<br \/>\nPronuncio uma palavra do cora\u00e7\u00e3o.<br \/>\nOh, Senhora dos Corvos e da Morte,<br \/>\nLeva aos quatro ventos do leste o meu pedido de perd\u00e3o.<\/p>\n<p>Seu olhar me deixou,<br \/>\nSua ben\u00e7\u00e3o me tomou,<br \/>\nSeu nome nunca pronunciado antes,<br \/>\nPelo canto de minha boca escapou.<\/p>\n<p>Pelo Fogo do Sul,<br \/>\nPelo Vento do Leste.<br \/>\nO Seu Amor me tirar\u00e1 do corpo que me veste.<\/p>\n<p>Pelas Cachoeiras do Oeste,<br \/>\nPelas Montanhas do Norte<br \/>\nO Seu \u00d3dio me livrar\u00e1 do que ousei chamar de Morte.<\/p>\n<p>Pela Luz e Amor da Deusa,<br \/>\nPela Vida e Dedica\u00e7\u00e3o que jurei a Ela.<br \/>\nOh, Senhora dos Corvos e da Morte.<br \/>\nTe amei e te amo,<br \/>\nPois se h\u00e1 uma Deusa para mim,<br \/>\nOh, Minha Senhora&#8230; Tu \u00e9s Ela.<\/p>\n<hr>\n<p style=\"text-align:left;\">Luan Silva<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:right;\"><strong>(*) Tradu\u00e7\u00e3o:<\/strong><\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align:right;\"><i>&#8220;Esta noite, caminhe pelos mortos<br \/>\nNum estilo solit\u00e1rio<br \/>\nE derrube os port\u00f5es do cemit\u00e9rio<br \/>\nUsando o vestido que seu marido odeia<br \/>\nIndo abaixo, marque a sepultura<br \/>\nOnde as luzes de busca nos encontram<br \/>\nBebendo na porta do mausol\u00e9u<br \/>\nE eles te encontraram no ch\u00e3o do banheiro.&#8221;<\/i><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Postado no RLS em 31\/10\/2010 &#8220;This night, walk the dead In a solitary style And crash the cemetery gates. In the dress your husband hates Way down, mark the grave Where the search lights find us drinking by the mausoleum door And they found you on the Bathroom floor.&#8221;(*) Cemitery Drive &#8211; My Chemical Romance [&#8230;] <a class=\"read-more\" href=\"https:\/\/oespelhonegro.com\/?p=92\">Read More <i class=\"icon-double-angle-right\"><\/i><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}}},"categories":[2],"tags":[3,10,11,13],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p9qsra-1u","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/oespelhonegro.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/92"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/oespelhonegro.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/oespelhonegro.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oespelhonegro.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oespelhonegro.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=92"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/oespelhonegro.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/92\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":868,"href":"https:\/\/oespelhonegro.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/92\/revisions\/868"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/oespelhonegro.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=92"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oespelhonegro.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=92"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oespelhonegro.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=92"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}