Tuesday, January 29, 2013

759



I sat on the bench
looking down the street to find
and then it appeared that old 759

how could it be I thought
a bus to be such a friend
but it seemed to lift my spirits
every time I entered in

taking me to places
that my soul did so adore
to places from life
long ago in Portugal

the heartbeat of Lisboa
only the trolley to take its place
that old 759
how I loved its embrace

here and there on every corner
a love that ner' left me behind
when I needed a little lift
came that 759

it shared all my memories
shared all my dreams come true
and when I felt like crying
that old friend it always knew

it would come around the corner
just when I thought all was lost
and take me to a place
where my soul could always cross

into a time of passion
oh how that filled me up with joy
yes that 759 I will ever employ

old friend to me it seems
though only a bus it be
saudade 759
my soul ever rides with thee

© Dixie Dawn, All rights reserved.

Author notes Saudade (singular) or saudades (plural) (pronounced [sɐ.uˈdaðɨ] or [sawˈdaðɨ], is a Portuguese language word difficult to translate adequately, which describes a deep emotional state of nostalgic longing for something or someone that one was fond of and which is lost. It often carries a fatalist tone and a repressed knowledge that the object of longing might really never return.

Saudade has been described as a "vague and constant desire for something that does not and probably cannot exist ... a turning towards the past or towards the future".[2] A stronger form of saudade may be felt towards people and things whose whereabouts are unknown, such as a lost lover, or a family member who has gone missing. It may also be translated as a deep longing or yearning for something which does not exist or is unattainable.

Saudade was once described as "the love that remains" or "the love that stays" after someone is gone. Saudade is the recollection of feelings, experiences, places or events that once brought excitement, pleasure, well-being, which now triggers the senses and makes one live again. It can be described as an emptiness, like someone ( e.g., one's children, parents, sibling, grandparents, friends, pets) or something (e.g., places, things one used to do in childhood, or other activities performed in the past) that should be there in a particular moment is missing, and the individual feels this absence. In Portuguese, 'tenho saudades tuas', translated as 'I have saudades for you' means 'I miss you', but carries a much stronger tone. In fact, one ca

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