Pombas Brancas Translation: White doves Flying high Scratching the shadows Of the large clouds There they go Doves that do not return They bring within Their wings In rosy beaks Scattered clouds On the sea Doves of my singing Merely singing Various recollections Coming on the paths Nobody knows Where they go The Doves that…
White Doves
- Author By Peter Dziedzic
- Publication date February 17, 2013
- Categories: Arabic, Fado, Uncategorized