Seu Olhar [English translation]

In your look, there's

something that deceives me,

like the glint

of marble.

It seems to contain

the clouds from the sky,

the white waves of the sea,

a tiny star,

a stellar microstructure.

In your look, there's

something astonishing,

like the path

of a falling star;

it always makes me tremble,

always makes me think

in the depths of illusion --

when, how and where

will my heart stop?

In your look, there's

some longing

of a time or place

in eternity.

I wish I had

as many light years

as I would need

to cross the tunnel

of time of your look.