Encontrei no
hábito da escuridão o sorriso que me devolveria a ti. E entre os dedos onde se
adivinhavam os outros do silêncio, restava-me o ar que te não retornava a mim. Mas
o frio que percorria as ruas de Bremen quebrava-se junto à porta do Litfass,
onde o calor nos veio entregar o coração.
João Rui
The wind of Bremen [16.04.2012 Bremen – Germany] in the old habit of the darkness, I
found the smile that would bring me back to you. And between the finders where
one could guess the others of the silence, I had but the air that would not
return you to me. But the cold that ran through the streets of Bremen was
breaking by the door of Litfass, where the warmth came to gives us her heart.
João Rui
