José
And now, José?
The party is over
The light went out
The people disappeared
The night cooled
And now, José?
And now, you?
You who are nameless
Who mocks others
You who write verses
Who loves, protests?
And now, José?
You are without a woman
You are without a speech
You are without affection
You can't drink anymore
You can't smoke anymore
You can't even spit
The night cooled
The day didn't come
The tram didn't come
The laughter didn't come
Utopia didn't come
And everything ended
And everything fled
And everything rotted
And now, José?
And now, José?
Your sweet word
Your moment of fever
Your gluttony and fasting
Your library
Your golden work
Your glass suit
Your inconsistency
Your hatred, and now?
With the key in hand
You want to open the door
There is no door
You want to die in the sea
But the sea dried up
You want to go to Minas
Minas no longer exists
José, and now?
If you shouted
If you moaned
If you played
The Viennese waltz
If you slept
If you got tired
If you died
But you don't die
You are tough, José!
Alone in the dark
Like a wild animal
Without theogony
Without a bare wall
To lean on
Without a black horse
To gallop away
You march, José!
José, where to?