Sete pedaços de vento [English translation]

I give the wind my woes

Where the desire is killed

Seven desires of the flesh

That my desire unleashes;

My lips an evening star

Seven crescents of a moon

May the desire not keep me

In the willingness to be yours

I want to be, I am like this

Seven pieces of wind

Seven roses in a garden

In a garden that I myself invent

Seven winds of nostalgia

Seven diverse perfumes

In the crystal of the fantasy

Lover of scattered loves

Seven shouts for shouting

Seven silences, to live

Seven moons by shining

And a sky to happen to me

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I give the wind my woes

Where the desire is killed

Seven desires of the flesh

That my desire unleashes;

My lips an evening star

Seven crescents of a moon

May the desire not keep me

In the desire to be yours

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// May the desire not keep me

In the willingness to be yours //