Lavoura Arcaica
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1:00:03
a valuable glory
we hand down...

1:00:05
if indeed,
that is the legacy we bestow.

1:00:08
- Father, sowing is not enough.
- Of course not, son.

1:00:11
If others are to reap
what we've sown today...

1:00:14
we now reap
what's been sown before us.

1:00:16
That's life,
such is the current of life.

1:00:20
I'm already disenchanted
with the current.

1:00:23
Those who sow and don't reap,
still reap what they did not plant.

1:00:27
I didn't get my share
of the legacy, Father.

1:00:30
Why forge on?
1:00:33
My hands are already tied,
I'm not going to bind my feet.

1:00:36
So, I don't care how
the wind blows.

1:00:38
I don't see what difference
it makes.

1:00:39
Things can move forward
or backward.

1:00:46
I don't believe the little
I understand here.

1:00:50
You can't expect a prisoner to serve
happily in the jailer's house.

1:00:54
It's absurd to demand
a loving embrace...

1:00:56
from one whose arms
we've amputated.

1:00:59
Or worse,
a person with maimed hands...

1:01:01
clapping his feet at his torturer.
1:01:06
The ugly, bowing to the beautiful
becomes even uglier.

1:01:10
- Go on.
- The poor man applauding...

1:01:12
the rich becomes poorer...
1:01:13
the small man,
smaller for applauding the great...

1:01:16
the short man, shorter,
for applauding the tall, and so on.

1:01:19
I can't embrace values
that crush me.

1:01:23
It's a sad game to live in
other people's skin.

1:01:26
The victim crying for his oppressor
becomes a prisoner twice over.

1:01:36
What you say is very strange.
1:01:41
It's a strange world, Father...
1:01:44
which only reunites by dividing.
1:01:48
Built on accidents,
there's no self-sustained order.

1:01:53
Merit is spurious, Father.
1:01:54
I wasn't the one
who planted that seed.

1:01:57
What are you trying to say?

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