6: 51p.m.
no escuro pesado
do quarto pacato,
ouvindo deitado
o barulho oco
do peito vazio.
6: 51p.m.
in the heavy dark
of the quiet room,
hearing abed
the hollow noise
of the empty chest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great! I In both languages - it sounds wonderful - I can imagine the hollow noise of an empty (heartless) chest. Best regards, one