My fado is a mast
a tower
a cross of fire
a pain to last.
For how long
my homeland song
is bound to go
like a ship drifting along
without a sea, without a hero?
For how many years
is my heart bound to drop
its purest tears
on the hardest rock?
When I complain
Time, once again,
will respond:
Learn and recall
that love, after all,
never comes in vain.
God, Father and Son
what have men done?
Their fever
dried out Your Mother-River
defying the Absolute.
Heaven will shiver
for God is mute.
His godly chant He?ll soon renew
for rebirth is meant
for me and you.
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