Translator: Laura Prezzi
And when the lights go out
And the night comes:
A thousand and one stars light up
And the moon smiles maternally.
I dream of stories that have already been
And new paths lighten up.
And, sitting by the window,
I see myself understood.
Translator: Sara Sachetti Fernandes Those cold tears are mine on your warm, joyful chest. How I longed for your embrace on those dark...
Editado por: Mariana Lameiro Essas lágrimas frias são minhas no teu peito quente, alegre. Quanto quis eu um abraço teu naquelas noites...
Translated by: Lourenço Ramos No one thinks of the conditions. Those in which I am writing, Of the pen I am using, Or whether I still...
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