I m not pleading any thread of love
until I see you.
I m not plaiting my hair above
until the sea brings you.
Back from where you ve gone.
To serve history and the King?
(I don t know what to do
and don t advise me, oh my friends.)
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Pero Gonçaluez de Porto Carreyro
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