O Gebo e a Sombra (Gebo and the Shadow) Page #3
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- 2012
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A double-edged sword...
You think it's better to be like you,
doing nothing to get on in life?
They laugh at you. You're pitiful.
Everyone despises you.
Your friends all got rich, while
you're a bill-collector for a company,
always the same salary
and the same problems.
In the office, everyone says:
"Poor Gebo"...
- And you take it!
- What else can I do?
"But Gebo is honest".
You never took the chance
to get rich when you could...
I always did my duty.
I did what I could.
I did everything for you.
Yes, I've done my part!
I'm an honest man.
Look at the others!
They got rich, they're happy...
Only God knows that!
While we, poor wretches...
We need to make more coffee.
I'll make some more later
so we don't have to heat it up.
Very well.
I've got to work till late.
And it's bitterly cold.
My son...
What?
What?
I can't get him out of my mind.
Sometimes I feel like running away,
like leaving everything and
going out into the world.
just like that? And 7 makes 21
So do I.
Life is always the same.
Like the rain falling outside
onto the eaves, drop by drop.
Always that
monotonous sound of the rain...
Life is always the same thing.
Our life, yes.
We wear the same old clothes,
darn them, wear them again.
- 'What if something happens to us?
- 'What kind of thing?
Good fortune in life is
when nothing happens.
So good fortune is routine?!
Perhaps. Good fortune is
always doing the same work,
saying the same words.
Like the rain.
I think all the time.
Even when I'm in my grave
I'll be thinking!
Is there just this one kind of life?
Just one?
All lives are like this.
My life is so monotonous,
so cold it's unbearable!
Sometimes,
I wonder if I'm alive or dead.
Not even my dreams
matter any more:
they're all spent.
And is there no other life but this?
For me, when I finish work,
and sit down here,
with my books at my side,
listening to the rain...
How it falls, this rain!...
...I'm not unhappy.
Quite the opposite. I feel fine
with you both near me...
We've been
doing the same thing
for the last forty years,
in poverty, humility.
And my dreams have all worn out,
spoilt by life...
Is there no other life for us?
We have lived our lives,
done our duty.
I don't know if we were put
into this world to be happy...
If this is all there was to life, the
same actions, the same words,
I would die.
I couldn't live.
All that saves me
is my dreams,
what remains of them.
Closed-in, alone,
the more alone the better,
I can dream of my son.
For you, your son
is less than a stranger.
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