What dwells within

Of utter darkness is the emptiness residing my chest
Of panic a paralysing pain hindering my gesture
Of absence is the light by the days drought
Of yearning this chaotic life begging for you…

From fruitless life departed
To death’s seduction has your body subdued
What fantasized fancies, what trying empires?
Liberty, justice… scarce yet so bountiful.

Of longing is the emptiness residing in my chest
Of absence a paralysing pain hindering my gesture
Of panic the light by the days drought
Of utter darkness this chaotic life begging for you…

Words unspoken, adrift in spoilt time
Word by word I’m restoring the picture
Of your abandoned season, dull
Renouncing the ever drawn gesture

Of panic is the emptiness residing in my chest
Of longing a paralysing pain hindering my gesture
Of utter darkness the light by the days drought
Of absence t this chaotic life begging for you…

In me lives your gentle breath
Your blood, your flesh
Immersed in my eyes your face
In my chest rests certain the serenity to resume.

António Patrício Pereira / Gonçalo Julião (translation)