Não Tenho Medo da Morte [English translation]

I don't fear death

But, yes, I am afraid of dying

What would the difference be?

You may ask.

It is that the death comes only after

I will have stopped breathing.

Dying is still here

In life, under the sun, on the air.

There can still be pain

Or urge to piss.

Death only comes after

There will already be anyone

Like I am here now

Thinking about the afterlife.

There will be no longer the afterlife.

The afterlife is what it shall be then.

I will no longer have feet nor head

Nor liver, nor lungs.

How can I be able to have fear,

If I will not have a heart?

I don't fear death

But I am indeed afraid of dying.

Death is after myself,

But the one who is going to die is me.

The ultimate of my acts

And I shall have to be present

Just like a president

Giving possession to his successor,

I shall have to die while I live

Knowing that I may soon leave.

And so on that instant, yes,

I shall suffer, who knows, a shock,

A sudden malaise, or a thud

A shiver or a stroke,

Natural things of life,

As eating, as walking.

As dying of death by slaughter

As dying of death by death itself

Who knows I might feel a longing

As in any farewell.