Br eu

 não queria falar de si
 mas afundado num br

                                   eu profundo
 verbalizou-se.

how unbearable the light
coming from down under
your view

such a nice view
...

like a ship
growing nothing but distance

oh!

it's such a nice ship
never coming back; from the night

                       dark and smoothly

crossing an ocean unseen 

forgotten or mislead

it's the ship.

how come I've seen your hair - touched it 

and now as known

I'm lost...?

you, naively, grim.