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BULL I CRY FOR YOU ~ TOURO, CHORO POR TI!

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BULL I CRY FOR YOU

HOW COME YOU TOUCH ME SO DEEP

I CANNOT TOUCH YOUR BODY

I CANNOT CARESS YOUR SKIN

I CANNOT PROTECT YOU

FROM THE GREEDY MONEYMAKERS WHO PROFIT FROM YOUR DEATH :

FROM THE PEOPLE WHO BREED YOU
FROM THE PEOPLE WHO BUY AND SELL YOU
FROM THE PEOPLE WHO SEPARATE YOU FROM YOUR HERD
FROM THE PEOPLE WHO TRANSPORT YOU
FROM THE PEOPLE WHO SELL THE TICKETS AT THE ARENA
FROM THE PEOPLE OF THE TOURISM INDUSTRY

I CANNOT PROTECT YOU :

FROM THE PEOPLE WHO ENJOY YOUR DEATH :

FROM DESTROYING YOUR POWER BEFORE THE FIGHT
BY TAKING DOWN YOUR DEFENSES
BY MAKING YOU SUFFER DURING THE TRANSPORT
BY MAKING YOU ANXIOUS IN THE DARKNESS
BY PRODDING YOU WITH ELECTRIC SHOCKS
BY HITTING YOU ALL OVER YOUR BODY

I CANNOT PROTECT YOU :

FROM MAKING A FESTIVAL OF YOUR TORTUROUS KILLING :

BY CONFUSING MOVEMENTS OF YOUR TORTURERS
BY A MUSIC BAND WHIPPING UP A FRENZY
BY CUTTING YOUR MUSCLES
BY PENETRATING YOUR BODY WITH BARBED HOOKS
BY HAVING YOU RUN THROUGH YOUR PAIN
BY INFLICTING LETHAL WOUNDS
BY BLOODTHIRSTY SHOUTS OF A MURDEROUS CROWD
BY MAKING YOU DROWN IN YOUR BLOOD
BY APPLAUSE AND THE CHEERS OF THE SPECTATORS

I CANNOT PROTECT YOU :

FROM THE PEOPLE WHO DON'T STOP YOUR DEATH :

FROM POLITICIANS WHO DENY YOU LEGAL PROTECTION
FROM PRIESTS BLESSING YOUR TORTURERS
FROM THE DEAF AND SILENT CHURCH
FROM ALL PEOPLE WHO CHOOSE NOT TO ACT AGAINST YOUR SUFFERING

I CANNOT PROTECT YOU :

FROM THE IGNORANT AND CALLOUS SPECTATORS
FROM THE FLAUNTING WOMEN AND MACHO MEN
FROM HUSBANDS WHO THINK CRUELTY IS HEROIC
FROM CHILDREN WHO CHEER WHEN YOU SUFFER

FROM MONEYMAKERS EXPLOITING THE PEOPLE
FROM PEOPLE WHO FOLLOW DESTRUCTION AS SHEEP
FROM THE SLAUGHTER PRESENTED AS FUN FOR THE PEOPLE
FROM TV STATIONS MAKING MONEY BY SHOWING YOUR SUFFERING

DON'T THEY SEE :

YOUR FRIEND THE HORSE IS USED TO MAKE YOU SUFFER
YOUR FRIEND THE HORSE IS ABUSED AND IN MORTAL DANGER
YOUR FRIEND THE HORSE IS WOUNDED AND DYING

DON'T THEY SEE YOU ARE STILL ALIVE WHEN THEY CUT OFF YOUR EARS?
DON'T THEY SEE YOU TREMBLE WHEN THEY STAB IN YOUR NECK?

THEY TOW YOUR DYING BODY AWAY WITHOUT A SIGN OF RESPECT
THEY ACT AS IF YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD

I SEE YOUR PAIN
I SEE YOUR WOUNDS
I HEAR YOUR CRY FOR HELP


BULL I CRY FOR YOU
BULL I STAND BEHIND YOU
BULL I AM WITH YOU FOREVER




© JOSE KERSTEN

8 Oct 2013


Corridas de toros,
una tradición de cruel cobardía

https://www.facebook.com/video/embed?video_id=311534022196190


STOP BULLFIGHTING NOW

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* Bullfight Exposed by Danish TV Host - May31,2013
Jens Romundstad, aka Biker Jens, is a Danish television personality.
He did a show on bullfighting, taking a serious look at both sides of the issues.
Jens, a good man, came down on the side of the bull.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eHL8R230KuE
Watch please : Who is the only one can make the change *






Touro, choro por ti!

Tanto te sinto eu.

Não posso tocar-te.

Não posso acariciar-te.

Não posso proteger-te,

Dos gananciosos que lucram com a tua morte!

De quem te cria,

De quem te vende, de quem te compra,

De quem te separa do manada,

De quem te leva embora,

De quem vende bilhetes para a arena,

Da gente do turismo.


Não posso proteger-te,

De quem goza com a tua morte,

De quem te mina antes da luta,

Enfraquecendo as tuas defesas,

Fazendo-te sofrer pelo caminho,

Deixando-te angustiado na escuridão.

Espicaçando-te com choques eléctricos,

Batendo-te po todo o lado.


Não posso proteger-te,

De quem faz festa da tua morte torturante,

Da malvadez de quem te tortura,

Excitado por música frenética,

Enquanto te corta os músculos,

Te perfura com pontas reviradas,

Gozando da tua dor,

Infligindo-te feridas mortais.

Dos gritos sanguinários de uma multidão assassina,

Enquanto afogas no teu sangue,

Dos brados e aplausos dos espectadores.


Não posso proteger-te,

De quem não previne a tua morte,

De governos que te ignoram,

De padres que abençoam os teus torturadores,

Da Igreja surda e silenciosa.

De quem não liga ao teu sofrimento.


Não posso proteger-te,

De espectadores ignorantes e abrutalhados

De mulheres vaidosas e homens inchados,

De maridos que acham que crueldade é heroísmo,

De crianças que gozam quando sofres,

De gananciosos que exploram o povo,

De cegos na senda da destruição,

De matanças para divertimento popular,

De televisões que lucram com o teu sofrimento.


Como se não soubessem,

Que o cavalo teu amigo lhes serve para te torturarem,

Expondo-o a risco mortal,

Até que acabe por ser ferido e morrer.

Não vêem que estás vivo ainda enquanto te cortam as orelhas?!

Não vêem como tremes quando te ferem no pescoço?!

Levam o teu corpo sem mostrarem respeito algum,

Como se já estivesses morto!


Sinto a tua dor...

Vejo as tuas feridas...

Ouço os teus gemidos!


Touro, choro por ti!

Touro, conta comigo!

Touro, serei sempre teu amigo!


© Jose' Kersten

8 Oct 2013


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Translation from English into Portuguese
by Federico C.


Corridas de toros,
una tradición de cruel cobardía

https://www.facebook.com/video/embed?video_id=311534022196190


STOP BULLFIGHTING NOW