Portuguese sea

Oh salted sea, how much of your salt
Are tears of Portugal!
For crossing you, how many mothers wept,
How many children prayed in vain!

How many brides remained unmarried
For you to be ours, Oh sea!
Was it worth it? everything is worthwhile
If the soul is not small.


The ones who want to go beyond Boyador
Have to go beyond pain.

God overboard danger and the abyss gave
But it was in it that he mirrored the sky.

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