Barca faced life
On the large shoals.
A loud cry of workers
can be heard from afar.
Songs and trevoga
On an empty river.
Includes someone strong
In Gray's coat.
Wooden steering wheel moved,
sail dismissed
And I threw the gaff,
breasts pressed.
quietly turned
red food,
run by
colorful house.
Here they are far,
fun swim.
Only me and him,
Right, not take!
December 1904
