Poema Dos Olhos da Amada

Oh, my beloved
That your eyes

Are nighttime docks
Full of goodbyes
Are calm docks
Tracing lights
That shine far
Far in the dark

Oh, my beloved
What eyes yours

How much mystery
In your eyes
How many sailboats
How many ships
How many shipwrecks
In your eyes

Oh, my beloved
What eyes yours

If God existed
He would have made them God
For he who did not make them
Who did not know
That for many eras
In your eyes

Ah, my beloved
With atheist eyes

Creates hope
In my eyes
To one day see
The beggarly gaze
Of poetry
In your eyes