Since a long time now
I don't remember my memories
I think they are winged
without weight nor shape
pieces watching me
abyss where I fall asleep.
Now I find them again
the puzzle becomes Portugal without promises
gains shape and weight
under the abyss of light
there is an uncertain sea
where I wake up.
penso-vos aladas
sem peso nem forma
pedaços a vigiar-me
abismo onde adormeço.
Agora reencontro-vos
o puzzle faz-se Portugal sem promessas
ganha forma e peso
sob o abismo de luz
há um mar incerto
onde desperto.
by Armando TABORDA, 2013
(post 1st edition, 2015; 2hd edition, 2022)
Thanks from my heart!
Muito obrigado, querida Rita!
Beijo.
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