MADRAGOA

                                                          De repente os ventos

                                                                    : filhos

                                                            dos tormentos

                                                                   põem

                                                                 nos trilhos

                                                                    a leve

                                                            textura da ternura

                                                                   que agua 

                                                                    a mágoa

                                                                       que

                                                                    à míngua

                                                                      finda

                                                                   em Madragoa

                                                                       :dentro

                                                                        da boa

                                                                         :velha

                                                                        :estreita

                                                                   :pretérita perfeita

                                                                          Lisboa.

♫♫♫  Madredeus - Suave Tristeza