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I Contemplate The Silent Pond
I contemplate the silent pond
Whose water is stirred by a breeze.
And I thinking about everything,
Or has everything forgotten me?
The pond tells me nothing.
I can't feel the breeze stir it up.
I don't know if I'm happy
Or even if I want happiness.
O smiling ripples that flutter
Across the water that's sleeping,
Why did I make my only life
A life made only of dreams?
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Contemplo o lago mudo
Que numa brisa estremece.
Não sei se penso em tudo
Ou se tudo me esquece.
O lago nada me diz,
Não sinto a brisa mexê-lo.
Não sei se sou feliz
Nem se desejo sê-lo.
Trémulos vincos risonhos
Na água adormecida.
Por que fiz eu dos sonhos
A minha única vida?
by Fernando PESSOA, 04.08.1930
Whose water is stirred by a breeze.
And I thinking about everything,
Or has everything forgotten me?
The pond tells me nothing.
I can't feel the breeze stir it up.
I don't know if I'm happy
Or even if I want happiness.
O smiling ripples that flutter
Across the water that's sleeping,
Why did I make my only life
A life made only of dreams?
///
Contemplo o lago mudo
Que numa brisa estremece.
Não sei se penso em tudo
Ou se tudo me esquece.
O lago nada me diz,
Não sinto a brisa mexê-lo.
Não sei se sou feliz
Nem se desejo sê-lo.
Trémulos vincos risonhos
Na água adormecida.
Por que fiz eu dos sonhos
A minha única vida?
by Fernando PESSOA, 04.08.1930
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