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The chant of the mermaids
Children from the parks, kids from the beaches,
The wind threatens the sandcastles shaped by my fingers.
Time doesn’t spare anyone, alas.
The years pass, and the echo evades
From Pilat dune
To the mercy of the seasons, of the photographs
I deliver myself to the glimpses of prior times
To the mercy of the seasons, of the decisions
I deliver myself
When the remembrances merge,
Tears come to me
And the chant of the mermaids plunges me back in the winter
Oh cruel dreariness, floating harmony, solitary euphoria.
How many falsehoods, how many pranks?
How many scars, how many masks did we left there?
Put down your guns, ward off
Find the calm in the midst of this upheaval
Before I drown
To the mercy of the seasons, of the photographs
I deliver myself to the glimpses of prior times
To the mercy of the seasons, of the decisions
I deliver myself
When the remembrances merge,
Tears come to me
And the chant of the mermaids plunges me back in the winter
Oh cruel dreariness, floating harmony, solitary euphoria.
Antonio Ribeiro✕
Translations of "Le chant des sirènes"
English #1, #2
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