É o braço do abeto a bater na vidraça?
E o ponteiro pequeno a caminho da meta!
Cala-te, vento velho! É o Natal que passa,
A trazer-me da água a infância ressurrecta.
Da casa onde nasci via-se perto o rio.
Tão novos os meus Pais, tão novos no passado!
E o Menino nascia a bordo de um navio
Que ficava, no cais, à noite iluminado...
Ó noite de Natal, que travo a maresia!
Depois fui não sei quem que se perdeu na terra.
E quanto mais na terra a terra me envolvia
E quanto mais na terra fazia o norte de quem erra.
Vem tu, Poesia, vem, agora conduzir-me
À beira desse cais onde Jesus nascia...
Serei dos que afinal, errando em terra firme,
Precisam de Jesus, de Mar, ou de Poesia?
David Mourão-Ferreira
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nAK9Pj5-QXY
ResponderExcluirIt's coming on Christmas,
ResponderExcluirAnd they're cutting down trees.
Putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace,
Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on.
It don't snow here,
Stays pretty green.
I'm gonna make a lot of money
And quit this crazy scene.
Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on.
I wish I had a river so long,
I would teach my feet how to fly.
Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on.
I made my baby cry.
You tried hard to help me,
You put me at ease.
You loved me so naughty,
It made me weak in the knees.
Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on.
I'm so hard to handle,
I'm selfish and I'm sad.
Now I've gone and lost the best baby
That I've ever had.
Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on.
I wish I had a river so long,
I would teach my feet how to fly.
Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on.
I made my baby say goodbye.
It's coming on Christmas
And they're cutting down trees.
Putting up reindeer,
And singing songs of joy and peace.
I wish I had a river I could skate away on.