Poesia d'algibeira

Bad lover made me jealous,
Still loving the jealousy I felt.
For once I was alive,
Feeling solemnly the taste of being so human.
Later that live, for there are so many,
I unserstood time was to be as it wants to be,
And timing, though it is made by individuals,
Is a result of the chesmistry
between dreams and wills.
For no one knows the beliefs of tomorrow,
No one knows what one will have to sorrow.

( "Um ruído feito no acto de fingir seres mau...hum... mesmo a dormir." - excerto de "Luz vaga", Mesa e Rui Reininho.)