I look so lengthy to the stars that I close my eyes and feel them inside
they populate me.
Why there would be the cosmic space where stars are mere burning items of decoration?
I want to think and the stars pester me
Por que será o espaço cósmico onde as estrelas são simples adereços ardentes?
Quero pensar e as estrelas chateiam-me
by Armando TABORDA, in "MANUAL DO DESPERDÍCIO", Ceres Editora, 1994
(post 1st edition, 2010, 2nd edition, 2018; 3rd editio, 2020)
(photo taken from Internet, edited by Armando TABORDA)