Tomei o veneno da mágoa

Tomei o veneno da mágoa 

E de mim adoeceu a alma. 

Tingi-me do negro da peste 

Pintada de um febril cansaço, 

E tremi com a dor crescente, 

Tumor senciente, 

E estilhaço. 

Sepultei a razão,

Na cova que era o mundo.

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I took sorrow’s poison

And ill my soul became.

I dyed myself in the black of plague

Painted of a feverish weariness,

And trembled with the growing pain,

Sentient tumor,

And shard.

I buried reason

In the grave that was the world.

Ayalal,

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