A Desconhecida
Kachoeira da Seresta
The Unknown Woman
On such a beautiful sunny afternoon
She appeared to me.
With a smile so sad,
Her gaze so deep, has already suffered.
Her hands so small and cold,
Her voice also stumbled.
She spoke to me of a childhood of tears,
She never had anyone.
She never had love,
She didn't feel the warmth of someone.
She didn't even hear the word affection,
Her nest didn't survive.
Honestly,
I cried with sadness upon hearing
So many things that life offers
And we suffer, unintentionally.
After all I heard,
I can't forget,
She said goodbye and left
I don't even know her name.
Where did she come from?
Where is she going?
I can't say.
