Saudade Dada
Em horas inda louras, lindas
Clorindas e Helindas, brandas,
Brincam no tempo das berlindas,
As vindas vendo das varandas.
De onde ouvem vir a rir as vindas
Fitam a fio as frias bandas.
Nostalgia Dada
In golden hours, so lovely,
Clorindas and Helindas, gentle,
They play in the time of the trinkets,
The comings seen from the balconies.
From where they hear the laughter of the comings,
They gaze at the cold bands in a line.
Escrita por: Fernando Pessoa