My glass shall not persuade me I am old,
So long as youth and thou are of one date;
But when in thee time's furrows I behold,
Then look I death my days should expiate.
For all that beauty that doth cover thee,
Is but the seemly raiment of my heart,
Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me:
How can I then be elder than thou art?
O! therefore, love, be of thyself so wary
As I, not for myself, but for thee will;
Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary
As tender nurse her babe from faring ill.
   Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain,
   Thou gav'st me thine not to give back again.

(William Shakespeare)

Sonnet 22

By Gil Veloso (lyrics, music, lead vocal, acoustic guitar)
with additional arrangements by Sono

Pátria Pútrida, by Gil Veloso

MISTERIOS GOZOSOS demo

Odete (2025)

Quanta dor, horror e beleza
cabem em cinco letras?
Com quatro se soletra vida,
que não cabe em si
e acaba quando não devia,
ainda que sina obrigatória
— mesmo de quem gera,
a vida acaba.
E a gente se pergunta
se tudo e nada coincidem
até no seio que educa, e fere, 
e ama, e alimenta, ou não.
Coração que pulsa e cessa.

Odete (demo track)

I am sick, because I have given myself away.
I have given myself to the people when they came
so cultured, even bringing little gifts,
So I pecked a shred of my life, and I threw off with a croak
of sneaking exultance.
So now I have lost too much, and I am sick.

I am trying not to learn never
To give of my life to the dead
Never, not the tiniest shred.

(DH Lawrence)

Sick (2014, with Pedro Ricco + Marcelo Bressanin)

You, you don't know me.
When have your knees ever nipped me
like fire-tongs a live coal
for a minute?

(DH Lawrence)

You, A minute (2014, with Pedro Ricco + Marcelo Bressanin)

Mr Greene once described
as not necessarily braver
the last walk 
of the death-sentenced
than ours, 
towards our own misery.
 
For a while I 
held on the front steps
tapping the handrail
with my forehead.
And re-rehearsed the words 
I’d use to postpone saying

‘how was your day?’,
and then let the misery in.

‘Kindness and lies
are worth a thousand truths’, 
‘Kindness and lies
are worth a thousand truths’, 
‘Kindness and lies
are worth a thousand truths’, 
he said.

(MJS)

Mr. Greene (Misery)

I wander thro' each charter'd street,
Near where the charter'd Thames does flow. 
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

In every cry of every Man,
In every Infants cry of fear,
In every voice: in every ban,
The mind-forg'd manacles I hear 

How the Chimney-sweepers cry
Every blackning Church appalls, 
And the hapless Soldiers sigh
Runs in blood down Palace walls 

But most thro' midnight streets I hear
How the youthful Harlots curse
Blasts the new-born Infants tear 
And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse

(William Blake)

London

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Sono is the musical personal of non-musician MJ Sono, a São Paulo-born British-naturalised regretful London resident. Debut album MISERY out in April 2022

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