Poem

Original
Procuro o sentido na confusão,
a memória no esquecimento, o amor na indiferença,
a música no siléncio
a paz na guerra.

Procuro a fé no sétissismo
a lua no dia
e na noite o sol.
Na vida procuro a morte
e na morte procuramos a vida.
No ceu procuro o homen
en na terra as nuvens.

Procuro a voz da razão numa multidão.

Procuro, procuro mas nunca ei de encontrar.



I look for sense within confusion
memory within forgetfulness
love within indiference
peace in war.

I look for faith in skepticism
the moon during the day
the sun during the night.

In life I look for death
and in death we look for life.

In the sky I look for man
and on earth I look for the clouds

I look for the voice of reason in a crowd.

I look and look for but I will never find.