Olho de Boto

And you remained serene
In the lines of dreams
In the nooks of laughter
Looking at us hidden
With your river eyes

You came like a cage
Pregnant with nets
Docking at the wharves
Of day-to-day and memory
With your river dreams

And you remained defended
With all its letters
Between letters and surprises
Recírio, rain, and sadness

You see the weight of your absence
In the sails and boats standing still
Stranded in the longing
From Val-de-Cans to Guamá

Port of salt of memories
Of old woven straw
In the net of another laughter
On the banks of another city
Ah, your river dreams!

Boto eye
In the depths of the eyes
Of the whole landscape