Listen, Daisy, When I Die, Although
On an Orient-bound ship
(as Álvaro de Campos)
Listen, Daisy. When I die, although
You may not feel a thing, you must
Tell all my friends in London how much
My loss makes you suffer. Then go
To York, where you claim you were born
(But I don’t believe a thing you claim),
To tell that poor boy who gave me
So many hours of joy (but of course
You don’t know about that) that I’m dead.
Even he, whom I thought I sincerely
Loved, won’t care…. Then go and break
The news to that strange girl Cecily,
Who believed that one day I’d be great….
To hell with life and everyone in it!
I don’t Know if the Love You Give is Love You Have
(as Ricardo Reis)
I don’t know if the love you give is love you have
Or love you feign. You give it to me. Let that suffice.
I can’t be young by years,
So why not by illusion?
The Gods give us little, and the little they give is false.
But if they give it, however false it be, the giving
Is true. I accept it, and resign
Myself to believing you.
Vertaald door Richard Zenith
Fernando Pessoa (13 juni 1888 – 30 november 1935)