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Gastão Cruz

GHOSTS

And you remain Born
within the light
you strayed through sands that
were the universe for you Now you find yourself
in different times in which the bird

that flies across August to its
end no longer sees you and you
can’t see
the wings consuming you
But life discovers you alone

stumbling upon the flesh of
ghosts And you
remain
That light is
nothingness The beach has already entered

infinite
summer Eternal dawn
expels you But
you remain Memory
interprets you, you are the

victim of the day that rejects and yet
exhibits you In that
light of beginnings
you survive
questioning your incorruptible body

ESPECTROS

ESPECTROS

Restas Dentro da
luz nascido
erraste nas areias que
foram para ti o universo Estás
em tempos diversos onde a ave

que sobrevoa agosto até ao
extremo já não te vê e tu
não podes ver
as asas que te queimam
Mas a vida descobre-te sozinho

tropeçando na carne dos
espectros E tu
restas
Essa luz é
o nada A praia já entrou

no verão
infinito A aurora eterna
expulsa-te Mas
restas A memória
interpreta-te és a

vítima do dia que te recusa
e exibe Nessa
luz da origem
sobrevives
interrogando o corpo incorruptível
Gastão Cruz

Gastão Cruz

(Portugal, 1941)

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ESPECTROS

Restas Dentro da
luz nascido
erraste nas areias que
foram para ti o universo Estás
em tempos diversos onde a ave

que sobrevoa agosto até ao
extremo já não te vê e tu
não podes ver
as asas que te queimam
Mas a vida descobre-te sozinho

tropeçando na carne dos
espectros E tu
restas
Essa luz é
o nada A praia já entrou

no verão
infinito A aurora eterna
expulsa-te Mas
restas A memória
interpreta-te és a

vítima do dia que te recusa
e exibe Nessa
luz da origem
sobrevives
interrogando o corpo incorruptível

GHOSTS

And you remain Born
within the light
you strayed through sands that
were the universe for you Now you find yourself
in different times in which the bird

that flies across August to its
end no longer sees you and you
can’t see
the wings consuming you
But life discovers you alone

stumbling upon the flesh of
ghosts And you
remain
That light is
nothingness The beach has already entered

infinite
summer Eternal dawn
expels you But
you remain Memory
interprets you, you are the

victim of the day that rejects and yet
exhibits you In that
light of beginnings
you survive
questioning your incorruptible body
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