Follas Novas: Versos en Gallego

Chapter 33: Cada noite eu chorando

Open in WeRead

Explore more books like this:

About This Book

A sequence of lyric poems in Galician that blend evocative depictions of misty coastal and rural landscapes with intimate meditations on grief, longing, and domestic life. The voice alternates tender, maternal and elegiac tones with sharper social awareness, addressing scarcity, departure, and cultural memory. Varied forms—short songs, narrative fragments, and longer reflective pieces—use folk rhythms and vivid natural imagery to explore language, belonging, and the persistence of feeling across absence and change.

* * *

Cada noite eu chorando pensaba...

Qu’esta noite tan grande non fora

Que durase... e durase antre tanto

Que’a noite d’as penas

M’envolve loitosa.

Mais a luz insolente d’o dia,

Costante e traidora,

Cad’amañecida,

Penetraba radiante de groria

Hastr’ô leito dond’eu me tendera

Co-as miñas congoxas.

Desde estonces busquei as tiniebras

Mais negras e fondas,

E busqueinas en vano, que sempre

Tras d’a noite topaba c’a aurora...

So en min mesma buscando n’oscuro

Y entrando n’a sombra,

Vin a noite que nunca s’acaba

N’a miña alma soya.