Seu rosto
by Armando Freitas Filho
Seu rosto
é um pedaço de música
muda
conforme o vento
mas eu o escuto
de longe,
sem olvido
mesmo sem ver
e acompanho,
de cor
o suspiro deste ah
mor rasgado
cego e só.
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Your face
by Armando Freitas Filho
Your face
is a piece of music
mute
as the wind, but I listen to it
from afar,
without forgetting
even without looking
and I follow,
by heart
the sigh of this ah*
more torn, blind and alone.
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