A DRINKING SONG
Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
W. B. Yeats
Entra pela boca o vinho,
o amor é pelos olhos,
eis tudo o que sabemos realmente
antes de envelhecer e morrer.
Levo o copo à boca,
olho para ti, e suspiro.
(Trad. A.M.)
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