Ao Que Vai Nascer
Lô Borges
To What Will Be Born
Memory of so much waiting
Your body growing, springs from the ground
And I can already see my body coming down
One day I’ll meet you in the middle
Of the room or the street
I don’t know what I’ll say
Answers will come with time
A clear and calm face tells me
And I walk with stones in my hand
In the fringe of days I forget what’s old
What’s broken
And it’s like finding you
I run to find you
A mirror hurt my eye and at the edge of the afternoon
A girl sees me
She wanted to talk about a land with beaches up north
And wines down south
The beach was dirty and the red wine
Red, dried up
I end the party, put away the voice and the guitar
Or I go out there
Scraping the colors for the mold to show up
The body answers for me
With wrinkles that once the pain pointed out
And I walk with stones in my hand
In the fringe of days I forget what’s old
What’s broken
And it’s like finding you
I run to find you
