Passagem [English translation]

It is where I now listen at home

It is I who is now writing this poem

Yet where I am now no longer waiting

I hear the sound that comes from being here remembering

That I am again now waiting

It is where I now listen at home

It is where I place my hand on the calm earth

Hearing how many years I have lived

But not here nor beyond, only now

At a time when I am no longer this being

Passing without passing this desert

It is where I place my hand on the calm earth

It is where now no-one comes calling

And another imponderable conflict continues

The time is going to come but I leave here

Or something in me passed when the end came

Of this endlessness that I listen and hear his passing

It is where I now listen at home