| Imagem: Vento forte nas folhas de uma palmeira, com o mar ao fundo, fim da descrição. |
Why is the Wind so quiet?
Where is all that eloquent
Talk about the distance?
Why I cannot hear all those
Whispering laments, while
I cry into the darkness?
The wind told me just lies,
There is no distance and
Mistakes nor hope.
But my soul is always open
To understand and love,
As free as it can be.
(Be quiet dear wind, go another way.)
