she waited for him, because he has,
a good heart and is not having
to seek nothing or to worry.
a wife will take care and she.
will give what it is necessary.
she waited for him, because
at more ease, it seems in two
coins dug out from the old purse
to anything even, and it is possible.
to travel in the one and back,
with the squeal moving
every heart, and arranging
fists, like for the contest
on the boxing ring.
and she waited for him, and then,
again she is pleased with accidental
journeys, like with the lift to the sky,
when for a moment closes eyes.
something in her is singing,
and it is possible to admire
the predilection for people
to the life and to these
strangers invented one day...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem