Saudade Imprudente

Oh what reckless longing
Hammering in my chest
When I'm alone just remembering
My life in the countryside
When a joyful nightingale
Sang at dusk
When sunbeams
Penetrated the hut

My house was dragged
Front facing north
To be happy
To bring luck
To avoid bad things
It seems like I'm seeing that
Through the painful memory
And the longing
Bringing everything inside me

Casual conversation
With simple vocabulary
Without needing a calendar
I made notes
In my imagination
I found it so common
To count 31 days
In the palm of my hand