Monólogo de Orfeu

Most beloved woman!
Now that you're not here, let my chest burst
In sobs! You sneaked
Into my life; and every passing hour
Is more reason to love you, the hour spills
Its oil of love, in me, beloved...
And you know what? Every time
Suffering comes, this longing
To be close, if far, or be closer
If near, - what do I know! This agony
Of living weak, the overflowing chest
Honey running; this incapacity
To feel more myself, Orpheus; all this
That is quite capable of confusing the spirit
Of a man - none of this matters
When you arrive with that old chat
That contentment, that harmony
That body! And you tell me those things
That give me that strength, that courage
That king's pride. Ah, my Eurydice
My verse, my silence, my music!
Never run away from me! Without you I am nothing
I am a thing without reason, discarded, I am
A rolling stone. Orpheus minus Eurydice...
Incomprehensible thing! Existence
Without you is like looking at a clock
Only with the minute hand. You
Are the hour, you are what gives meaning
And direction to time, my dearest
Friend! Like mother, like father, like nothing!
The beauty of life is you, beloved
Beloved by millions! Ah! Creature! Who
Could think that Orpheus: Orpheus
Whose guitar is the life of the city
And whose speech, like the wind on the flower
Unfolds the women - that he, Orpheus
Would be so captivated by your charms!
Mulatto, dark skin, white teeth
Go your way as I follow you
In thought and here I stay close
When you return, by the full moon
To the endless arms of your friend!
Go on with your life, happy bird
Go on with your life, for I'll be with you!