REALIDADE
Em ti o meu olhar fez-se alvorada
E a minha voz fez-se gorjeio de ninho...
E a minha rubra boca apaixonada
Teve a frescura pálida do linho...
Embriagou-me o teu beijo como um vinho
Fulvo de Espanha, em taça cinzelada...
E a minha cabeleira desatada
Pôs a teus pés a sombra dum caminho...
Minhas pálpebras são cor de verbena,
Eu tenho os olhos garços, sou morena,
E para te encontrar foi que eu nasci...
Tens sido vida fora o meu desejo
E agora, que te falo, que te vejo,
Não sei se te encontrei... se te perdi...
FLORBELA ESPANCA in «Charneca em Flor», 1930
Florbela Espanca
REALITY
In thee my gaze became dawn
And my voice became twittering nest ...
And my mouth passionate rubra
Had the freshness pale flax ...
Boozed me your kiss as a wine
Fawn in Spain, carved in glass ...
And my hair untied
Put your feet to the shadow of a way ...
My eyelids are colored verbena,
I have eyes garços, am black,
And to find you I was born ...
You've been living off my desire
And now I speak unto you, I see you,
I do not know if I've found ... if you missed ...
Florbela ESPANCA in 'Blossom Heath »1930
Florbela Espanca
REALITY
In thee my gaze became dawn
And my voice became twittering nest ...
And my mouth passionate rubra
Had the freshness pale flax ...
Boozed me your kiss as a wine
Fawn in Spain, carved in glass ...
And my hair untied
Put your feet to the shadow of a way ...
My eyelids are colored verbena,
I have eyes garços, am black,
And to find you I was born ...
You've been living off my desire
And now I speak unto you, I see you,
I do not know if I've found ... if you missed ...
Florbela ESPANCA in 'Blossom Heath »1930
