Mon coeur pour toi

My FRIEND that SEEKS everything and SEARCHES for OBLIVION; do YOU want MY HEART?
CARESS me with YOUR words.
I'm not HERE to be a VICIOUS circle.
I'm POLLY; why can't YOU find ME?
WHY jean?
YOU touched and PAINTED me with YOUR WORDS.
YOUR essence's WITHIN me.
YOUR LIFE.
YOUR HANDS.
YOUR SPERM.
YOUR IDEAS.
What do YOU want MORE?











































Images and ideas : Rodrigo Oliveira

Words and ideas : Manuel Espirito Santo


Tradução para Português:

Meu AMIGO que PROCURA tudo e busca o ESQUECIMENTO; queres o meu CORAÇÂO?
ACARICIA-ME com as TUAS palavras.
Não estou AQUI para SER um CICLO vicioso.
Eu sou a POLLY; porque é que NÃO me ENCONTRAS?
PORQUE é que INSISTES na Jean?
Tocaste e PINTASTE-me com as TUAS palavras.
A tua ESSÊNCIA está dentro de MIM.
A TUA VIDA.
AS TUAS MÃOS.
O TEU SEMEN.
AS TUAS IDEIAS.
QUE queres MAIS?

Le chat heureux

I hide on the TREE of KNOWLEDGE, but I'M merely a CAT.
I'm quite HAPPY to be HERE; but I don't search POLLY, JEAN or the LIGHT LIME.
I gaze at OTHERS lives and MY heart's in THERE.
The TREE is huge but I'm HUGER.
But in THE meantime; I smell the SCENT of the LIMES and I'm merely an OBSERVER.
























Images and ideas : Rodrigo Oliveira


Words and ideas : Manuel Espirito Santo

Tu est pas lá

I create UNIVERSES within YOU.

You're ALWAYS on MY MIND.

Do you SEE the TREE and the TORNADO on my HEAD?

The TREE of knowledge's VASTER than an ONION.

I continue MY search for the LIMES.

I seek and listen to POLLY once AGAIN and I'm LIGHT as a QUILL.

JEAN: I don't UNDERSTAND your WORDS; are You with ME?

POLLY: I sigh and I CRY; why aren't you there?

Images and ideas : Rodrigo Oliveira
Words and ideas : Manuel Espirito Santo

Je reste tranquile

I'm climbing a MOUNTAIN.
I'm TRAVELLING on the SEASHORE.
I'm NEEDING desperately your HELP LOST LIME.
POLLY: I'm HERE, you MUST touch ME.
JEAN: Don't your ear my ECHO?
All these SPADES in HERE.
WHERE'S the forgotten TREASURE?
WHERE are YOU?
Where are the HENCHMEN?
WHERE'S the SLAUGHTERHOUSE?
I'm ascending and I don't want to FALL again.
Can't YOU ear or BEAR my CRY for HELP?



























Images and ideas : Rodrigo Oliveira
Words and ideas : Manuel Espirito Santo

Je suis partout

I want a BLOODY name.

WHERE are YOU, lost POLLY?

I GIVE my DEDICATION to you JEAN.

Where's the LAMENT?

WHERE are the TREES?

I Continue SEARCHING for the LIME.

I feel LIGHT; but I want you POLLY.

SING for ME. CRY for ME? GIVE me WISDOM.

Here's MY inner SELF; don't YOU want IT?

Do I LOOK like a MONSTER to YOU?

I want to GIVE you LOVE all NIGHT LONG.

JEAN : I can't FIND you.

POLLY : Are YOU with ME?

I seek on MOUNTAINS and on CLOUDS and I don't see any of YOU; but I'm certainly EVERYWHERE.

Images and ideas : Rodrigo Oliveira

Words and ideas : Manuel Espirito Santo

Nuages des rêves

All these LIMES in HERE.
All these DREAMS long FORGOTTEN.
Do YOU are MY guiding ANGEL; POLLY?
I TRY to seek YOU on TINY pieces of WISDOM; But I DON?T SEE you here JEAN.
STOP talking to ME please.
I'm contemplating THE POLLY and the LIGHT and the LIME.
LEAVE me the FUCK alone.
Where are YOU; my bloody KING?
WHAT ideas have you got in MIND for ME?
Be MY guiding LIGHT.
JEAN: Do YOU feel MY orgasm?
POLLY: DO you sense MY legs?
I want TO rest here meditating; that's why I'm gazing at YOU; Don't you UNDERSTAND?

























Images and ideas : Rodrigo Oliveira
Words and ideas : Manuel Espirito Santo

Je veut rester IÇI

An HUGE whirlpool over MY head and towards My bleeding HEART.
POLLY: Do YOU want to BE my guiding Angel?
JEAN: I don't know WHO ARE YOU this TIME.
LIME LIGHT as a TOOL hammering my HEAD to PIECES.
Do PINK elephants EXIST?
Where are the ROSES?
Where's AVALON or the GRAIL?
I don't connect CIGARETTES on MY soul.
PURE joy of WONDER; give me WHAT'S mine, BREAK my HEART into tiny pieces of a broken MIRROR.
I see SHADES and SHADES all over ME.
Entering on a CAVE; I'm not afraid of the WOLVES anymore.
Sigh POLLY.
Scream JEAN.
OXYGEN'S everywhere and NOWHERE.
Where's the WATER?
Where's the INTERLUDE?
Give me the PRELUDE. PLEASEEEEEEE.

Images and ideas : Rodrigo Oliveira
Words and ideas : Manuel Espirito Santo

um ENORME turbilhão na MINHA cabeça até ao MEU coração que SANGRA
POLLY: Queres SER o meu ANJO DA GUARDA?
JEAN: Não sei QUEM é que és TU desta VEZ. LIMA LEVE como uma FERRAMENTA martelando a MNHA cabeça ATÉ esta ficar em PEDACINHOS. Será QUE existem elefantes ROSA?
Onde ESTÃO as ROSAS? ONDE estão AVALON ou o GRAAL?
Não ligo CIGARROS á minha ALMA.
Verdadeira ALEGRIA de interrrogação; dá-me o que é MEU, PARTE o meu coração em pedacinhos de UM ESPELHO partido. Vejo LENTES e LENTES em TODO o LADO. Estou a ENTRAR numa CAVERNA; Já não tenho MEDO dos LOBOS. Murmura POLLY. Grita JEAN. O OXYGENIO está em toda a PARTE e em LADO NENHUM. Onde está a ÁGUA? Onde está o INTERLÚDIO? Dá-me o PRELÚDIO.... POR FAVORRRRRRRR.