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Inconstancy

Looking for love, I lied.
Ask to life more than she did;
Eternal dreamer edified
My castle of light that fell!

Both glow shone in darkness,
And so I kiss your mouth burned!
And it was the sun that dazzled the distant
Equal to as much sun as I fled!

I spent my life to love and to forget ...
A sun behind the other days to warm
The mists of the shortcuts that I take ...

And this love that so I will escape
It is like another love that will emerge,
Who is to leave too ... I do not know when ...

Verses That I will

Lets tell you the beautiful verses rare
That my mouth has to tell you!
They are carved in marble of Paros
Carved from me to offer you.

They are expensive dolência of velvet,
They are like pale silk burning ...
Lets tell you the beautiful verses rare
That were made to get you going crazy!

But, my love, I do not say ments yet ...
That woman's mouth is always beautiful
If a guard inside verse does not say!

I love you so much! And never kissed ...
And in that kiss, love, that I did not give
I keep the most beautiful verses that I did!

Florbela Espanca - Book of Longing Sister

Knee

"Blessed is the mother who gave you life."
Blessed is the milk that made ​​you grow.
Blessed is the cradle where you packed
Your love, to make you fall asleep!

Blessed that song rocked
Of your life the sweet dawn ...
Blessed be the light that flooded
Light, the earth just to see you ...

Blessed are all who love you,
Those around you knees
In a great passion and boiling mad!

And if more than me, one day, you want
Someone, bless this woman,
Blessed be the kiss that mouth!

Florbela Espanca - Book of Sorrows


Saudade

Miss you! Yes. maybe .. and why not? ...
If the dream was so tall and strong
He thought to see him to death
Dazzle me with light heart!

Forget! For what? ... Oh, how vain!
What all this love, we do not care.
If he left to comfort beauty
It should be sacred to us as bread.

How many times, love, have you forgotten,
For more madly remember
More definitely remember you!

And would that it were always like this:
The less I wanted to remember
More nostalgic walk attached to me!

Florbela Espanca - Book of Longing Sister