Madrigal for the city of ... Sintra.

Sintra;
Rains falls on Sintra,
my sweet love.
White camellia of the air,
the veiled sun shines.


Rains falls on Sintra
in the dark of night.
Grasses of silver and dream
cover the vacant moon.


Look at the rain in the street,
lament of stone and of glass.
See on the languishing wind
shadow and ash of your ocean.


shadow and ash of your ocean,
Sintra, far from the sun;
water of ancient morning
trebles in my heart.