SALMON Brook,
Penichook,
Ye sweet waters of my brain,
When shall I look,
SALMON Brook,
Penichook,
Ye sweet waters of my brain,
When shall I look,
Or cast the hook,
In your waves again?
Silver eels,
Wooden creels,
These the baits that still allure,
And dragon-fly
That floated by,
May they still endure?
SALMON Brook,
Penichook,
Águas doces do meu cérebro
Quando devo olhar?
Ou lance o gancho
Nas suas ondas novamente?
Enguias de prata,
Creels de madeira,
Estas são as iscas que ainda seduzem
E mosca-dragão
Isso flutuou por
Eles ainda podem suportar?
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