OUTONO * AUTUMN

Desfolham-se as árvores
E as folhas, voando,
São aves ao vento
 
Desfolham-se as árvores
E as folhas, caindo,
São tapetes no chão
 
Desfolham-se as árvores
E os seus braços, nus,
Pedem um cobertor
De nuvens

​The trees are stripped
And the leaves, flying,
They are birds in the wind
 
The trees are stripped
And the leaves, falling,
Are rugs on the floor
 
The trees are stripped
And his arms, naked,
Ask for a blanket
Of clouds

Poema: Luísa Ducla Soares / Imagem: vanmariel.nl