José Araujo de Souza
Inside my being, well hidden,
there is a love, infinite and indomitable,
that hurts me so much
and so much pain, it makes me unhappy
in my loves.
Inside my being, already forgotten,
there is such a beautiful love, from the past,
that has already caused me so much joy
and so many dreams, that I don’t even dream anymore,
And not to suffer the same pains anymore
and preserve my being from new hurts,
I don’t want to seek new loves anymore
while bringing the shallow eyes of water.