One can hear the waltz night within
and us
useless
at all ghosts dance´s centre
fatuous and futile
ancestors
nothing discovering that we might clearly see
under the centuries' light that whirls
forever
the same waltz.
(to read the original Portuguese version please click on the picture)
by Armando TABORDA, In "SINFONIA EM DOR MENOR", Edição Escola de Mar, 2007
(post 1st edition 2008; 2nd edition, 2022)
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