A SENTIMENTAL JOURNEY

I’d like to get away from earth awhile
And then come back to it and begin over.
May no fate willfully misunderstand me
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth’s the right place for love:
I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.

Robert Frost

Acaricio a cidade,
a sua pele húmida.
Que destino persegue ainda
O destino destas mãos?