Poem
Fernando Pessoa
I have in me like a haze
I have in me like a hazeWhich holds and which is nothing
A nostalgia for nothing at all,
The desire for something vague.
I’m wrapped by it
As by a fog, and I see
The final star shining
Above the stub in my ashtray.
I smoked my life. How uncertain
All I saw or read! All
The world is a great open book
That smiles at me in an unknown tongue.
© Translation: 1998, Richard Zenith
From: Fernando Pessoa & Co. – Selected Poems
Publisher: Grove Press, New York, 1998
From: Fernando Pessoa & Co. – Selected Poems
Publisher: Grove Press, New York, 1998
I have in me like a haze
Tenho em mim como uma bruma
Que nada é nem contém
A saudade de coisa nenhuma,
O desejo de qualquer bem.
Sou envolvido por ela
Como por um nevoeiro
E vejo luzir a última estrela
Por cima da ponta do meu cinzeiro
Fumei a vida. Que incerto
Tudo quanto vi ou li!
E todo o mundo é um grande livro aberto
Que em ignorada língua me sorri.
Que nada é nem contém
A saudade de coisa nenhuma,
O desejo de qualquer bem.
Sou envolvido por ela
Como por um nevoeiro
E vejo luzir a última estrela
Por cima da ponta do meu cinzeiro
Fumei a vida. Que incerto
Tudo quanto vi ou li!
E todo o mundo é um grande livro aberto
Que em ignorada língua me sorri.
© 1934, Fernando Pessoa (himself)
From: Poesia
Publisher: Assírio & Alvim, Lisbon
From: Poesia
Publisher: Assírio & Alvim, Lisbon
Poems
Poems of Fernando Pessoa
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I have in me like a haze
I have in me like a hazeWhich holds and which is nothing
A nostalgia for nothing at all,
The desire for something vague.
I’m wrapped by it
As by a fog, and I see
The final star shining
Above the stub in my ashtray.
I smoked my life. How uncertain
All I saw or read! All
The world is a great open book
That smiles at me in an unknown tongue.
© 1998, Richard Zenith
From: Fernando Pessoa & Co. – Selected Poems
Publisher: 1998, Grove Press, New York
From: Fernando Pessoa & Co. – Selected Poems
Publisher: 1998, Grove Press, New York
I have in me like a haze
I have in me like a hazeWhich holds and which is nothing
A nostalgia for nothing at all,
The desire for something vague.
I’m wrapped by it
As by a fog, and I see
The final star shining
Above the stub in my ashtray.
I smoked my life. How uncertain
All I saw or read! All
The world is a great open book
That smiles at me in an unknown tongue.
© 1998, Richard Zenith
From: Fernando Pessoa & Co. – Selected Poems
Publisher: 1998, Grove Press, New York
From: Fernando Pessoa & Co. – Selected Poems
Publisher: 1998, Grove Press, New York
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