O mano Marco Cesar Spinosa encontrou no G503 e embora eu não seja da turma da trilha, achei que a essência do raciocínio se encaixa a qualquer amante dos Jeeps.
Mantive o nome do autor ao final do texto e adicionei uma foto de meu 'porftolio'. Quando eu me aposentar, procuro fazer uma tradução poética.
THE DREAM THAT MANY WILL NOT UNDERSTAND
I bought a Jeep for a personal dream.
One day when I am very old and when I can not walk anymore, it will be in my garage as a trophy of my memories.
I met people who taught me something and have the same spirit. I met others that I'm glad I forgot.
I got wet,
I felt cold,
And I felt warm,
I was afraid,
I fell,
And I stood up,
I even hurt myself,
But also, I laughed out loud.
I spoke a thousand times with myself.
I sang and shouted with joy like a madman,
And yes ... sometimes I cried.
I have seen wonderful places and lived unforgettable experiences.
I often made curves that even Carlos Sainz would be proud of; other times I made curves full of terror.
I stopped a thousand times to see a landscape.
I spoke with perfect strangers, and I forgot people I see every day.
I went out with my demons inside and returned home with a feeling of absolute peace in my heart.
I always thought how dangerous it is, knowing that the meaning of courage is to advance even feeling fear.
Every time I got into my machine I think about how wonderful it is.
I stopped talking to those who do not understand, (they just do not understand) and I learned through gestures to communicate with other jeepers.
I spent money that I did not have, giving up many things, but all these things are not worth even a moment about my Jeep.
It is not a means of transport or a piece of iron with wheels, it is the lost part of my soul and my spirit.
And when someone says to me:
"You have to sell the JEEP and you have to be a more serious person",
... I do not answer. I just swing my head and smile.
... I do not answer. I just swing my head and smile.
talking about JEEP's..... only the person who loves them understands it.
