No teu poema [English translation]

In your poem

There is blank verse, limitless

A body that breathes, under the open sky

A wide-open window to life

In your poem There is a silent pain in the deep

the steps of courage in a dark house

and a open balcony to the world

There is the night

The laugh and the faint voice at daylight

The celebration to Lady Agony

and the fatigue

in the body who falls asleep over a cold bed

There is a river

The burden of those who's born weak or strong

The risk, the angry and the fight of those who's fallen

Of those who resists

Of those who wins or sleeps before death comes

In your poem

There is the scream, the echo of the gun

The pain that I know the letters but won't say

And the restless dreams of those who fails

In your poetry

There is a plainsong alentejano*

the streets and the morrings of a varina**

And the boat blew at full sail

There is a river

The chant, the voices together, the rightful voices

The song of just one letter

And the one destiny yet to board

In the dock of the new galleon of discoveries

There is a river

The burden of those who's born weak or strong

The risk, the angry and the fight of those who's fallen

Of those who resists

Of those who wins or sleeps before death comes

In your poem

There is the hope shining bright through the walls

There is everything that could scape

And a blank verse awaiting for the future