waves are angels sleeping in the sea,
That tremble, palpitate, bathed in light ...
angels are sleeping, laughing and dreaming in bed And
d'scum stir up naked!
And when the night comes the pale moon
Its rays uncertain shake, silver ... And the shiny braid
cloud floats ...
waves are angels who sleep in the sea!
Which sleep, dreaming ... and the wind of heaven
Come warm at night, kissing the breasts! ...
are gentle angels are sons of God,
What are packed fresh to the bosom of the sea!
And when the waters the winds sigh,
are pure fervor of wind and sea ...
are kisses that burn ... and
night rave And the poor little angels are crying!
Ouch! when you feel the flower
seas The winds and waves moaning, beating ... Why not
consentedst, a kiss of love,
What I tell you the dreams of the angels of the sea?
Alvares de Azevedo
Photo: Eli
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