terça-feira, 20 de maio de 2008

Poesia negra



Na tradição da poesia negra do Romantismo do Norte da Europa, que ainda influenciou o movimento em Portugal:

Spring of rage

In your every moment
With your every breath
Even far away
Your eyes are rays
Disputing my darkness

In your darkest hour
With the dying sun
Preying all alone
Your lips the downfall
Colouring my days

As if in a spring of rage
Your fury and beauty would incarnate

In your every movement
Lays a cruel fate
Even from a distance
Your hands of doom
Disquieting my darkness

As if in a spring of rage
Your fury and beauty would incarnate

Release my pain

Widowed in the whiteness pure
Clouded captive by the Moon

As if in a spring of rage
Your fury and beauty would incarnate

Fernando Ribeiro [Moonspell]

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