FADO Poem by Jan Jacob Slauerhoff
FADO
Am I slow because I'm sad,
Find it all a venal charade,
Feel on earth no more's to be had
Than a slice of an awning's shade?
Or am I sad because I'm slow
And travel's a thing I don't dare,
Lisbon's Tagus is all I know,
Though no one sees that I'm there,
Drift instead down some dingy street
In the Mouraria's maze?
Many like me there I meet,
No love, joy or hope cheers their days . . .
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