Noite
escura como breu, chove torrencialmente, esforço-me por manter o carro na
estrada atravessada por fortes vaus de água que lutam para nos levar com eles…
As
nuvens negras entrecortadas por relâmpagos e bátegas de água ininterruptas
desaconselham saídas de casa…
Insististe
em querer ver o mar tempestuoso que hoje manteve os mais duros marinheiros
encerrados nos seus abrigos, enquanto os barcos lutam nas enseadas para se manterem
à tona…
Chegamos
a um local com um edifício grande abandonado, uma escadaria de pedra
prolonga-se sinuosamente até ao mar… a espuma das ondas chega até nós, sinal da
bravura com que o mar hoje se mostra à humanidade…
Sais
para a intempérie, forçando-me a seguir-te, lutando contra as rajadas de vento…
pareces imune ao tempo, com vontade de afrontar os deuses do mar e do vento…
Temo pela
tua saúde e pela tua segurança, esforço-me por te acompanhar, por evitar que te
arrisques… nem acredito quando começas a descer a escadaria… o mar vai varrendo
os degraus mais baixos e misturando-se com a chuva para tornar o caminho mais
escorregadio…
O meu
temor por ti cresce ao sabor da tempestade…
Tento
fazer-te ver o bom sendo de voltares comigo… não me ouves… arriscas descer…
sigo-te… o mar, a chuva e o vento parecem conspirar para te levar e me manter à
distância… não desisto, luto, caio… na escuridão perco-te de vista… chamo-te… com
o uivar do vento e ribombar dos trovões nem eu me oiço… ergo-me e desço os
degraus… num clarão vejo-te perto do edifício… esforço-me para subir… escorrego…
desço vários lanços da escada… firo-me… o mar toca-me as pernas ansioso por m
elevar para as profundezas…
Por
ti resisto… reergo-me e subo as escadas contra a vontade de um vento furioso…
procuro-te no edifício… não te vejo…
Um troar
enorme… a rocha desaba para o mar levando o edifício… não sei de ti…
Acordo em pânico…
Night dark as
pitch, it rains torrentially, I strive to keep the car on the road crossed by
strong bursts of water that struggle to take us with them ...
The black clouds interspersed with lightning and uninterrupted batches of water advise against leaving the house ...
You insisted on wanting to see the stormy sea that kept the hardest sailors locked in their shelters while the boats fight in the coves to stay afloat ...
We arrive at a place with a large abandoned building, a stone staircase extends sinuously to the sea ... the foam of the waves comes to us, a sign of the bravery with which the sea today shows itself to humanity ...
You come out into the open, forcing me to follow you, fighting the gusts of wind ... you seem immune to time, willing to confront the gods of the sea and the wind ...
I fear for your health and your safety, I strive to accompany you, to prevent you from risking ... I can not believe you begin to descend the staircase ... the sea sweeps the lower steps and blending with the rain to make the way more slippery ...
My fear for you grows in the aftermath of the storm ...
I try to make you see how good it is to come back with me ... you do not hear me ... risk coming down ... I follow you ... the sea, the rain and the wind seem to conspire to take you and keep me at a distance ... I do not give up, I mourn, I fall ... darkness I lose you from sight ... I call you ... with the howling of the wind and thunder of thunder nor I hear ... I get up and down the stairs ... in a flash I see you near the building ... I struggle to climb ... slide ... I go down several steps of the ladder ... I hurt myself ... the sea touches my legs anxious to raise me to the depths ... For you I resist ... I rise and climb the stairs against the will of a furious wind ... I look for you in the building ... I do not see you ...
A huge thundering ... the rock falls to the sea carrying the building ... I do not know about you ...
I wake in panic...
The black clouds interspersed with lightning and uninterrupted batches of water advise against leaving the house ...
You insisted on wanting to see the stormy sea that kept the hardest sailors locked in their shelters while the boats fight in the coves to stay afloat ...
We arrive at a place with a large abandoned building, a stone staircase extends sinuously to the sea ... the foam of the waves comes to us, a sign of the bravery with which the sea today shows itself to humanity ...
You come out into the open, forcing me to follow you, fighting the gusts of wind ... you seem immune to time, willing to confront the gods of the sea and the wind ...
I fear for your health and your safety, I strive to accompany you, to prevent you from risking ... I can not believe you begin to descend the staircase ... the sea sweeps the lower steps and blending with the rain to make the way more slippery ...
My fear for you grows in the aftermath of the storm ...
I try to make you see how good it is to come back with me ... you do not hear me ... risk coming down ... I follow you ... the sea, the rain and the wind seem to conspire to take you and keep me at a distance ... I do not give up, I mourn, I fall ... darkness I lose you from sight ... I call you ... with the howling of the wind and thunder of thunder nor I hear ... I get up and down the stairs ... in a flash I see you near the building ... I struggle to climb ... slide ... I go down several steps of the ladder ... I hurt myself ... the sea touches my legs anxious to raise me to the depths ... For you I resist ... I rise and climb the stairs against the will of a furious wind ... I look for you in the building ... I do not see you ...
A huge thundering ... the rock falls to the sea carrying the building ... I do not know about you ...
I wake in panic...
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