Profesor: Mariano Muñiz. Tradución do guión da curtametraxe.
Nor was I interested in
making cabins in which to smoke
and read magazines,
like so many kids in my village.
What excited me
was to walk alone paths, to make way,
to get lost in the forest.
To get my steps mixed up
with the pop of the gorse.
And there, only there, to find peace.
A peace increasingly threatened by
the ambition of our parents, who never felt
Nature as theirs, who didn´t show respect
to the legacy of our elders and sold
their soul to the beneficts of the eucalyptus.
A homeland sold lot by lot of soil.
Bills made form eucalyptus paste.
Our parents in the forest, our parents in the bar.
The forest is not my forest any more.
My father in the bar.
And mom so alone.
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