Na palma da mão [English translation]

I wanted to write to you a few different verses

Those full of love and of dust

Constant rhyme, consistent and urgent

Where the protagonist always ands alone

Verses scattered, distinct, punctuated

To skim a point somewhere in emotion

At the edge of the abyss, risky escalation

At the highest point that the heart has

But if I fall dizzy, from the heights

Above the cliffs on the lines of the hand

I ask that you close it, that in good fortune

You will feel my heart stop.

Keep it closed so that the laughter of the fright

Can round out your eyes and then

The lax pupils will show you the cost

That I am more a line on your palm.

But if I fall dizzy, from the heights

Above the cliffs on the lines of the hand

I ask that you close it, that in good fortune

You will feel my heart stop.