Porto de Mágoas (Port of Sorrows) testo
To wait like those who dream,
a river running,
an open lily, to be in the dawn,
a path, a road
beyond this world.
Wanting in the silence of nothing,
the deep feeling.
But in the deep feeling of that sound
the same smile, the same tears,
my restless being
sails the hours, one by one…
But with bearings lost by chance,
if the sea doesn?t will it,
there is always the swell and the calm.
Hands like gazelles, like doves,
stroking the guitar
with the water?s blessing.
And time unravels in my shadows,
in this love that ties me
to your port of sorrow,
to my port of sorrows.
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