Little by little it ebbs, this life,
if by any chance I am still alive;
my brief time passes before my eyes.
I mourn the past in whatever I say;
as each day passes, step by step
my youth deserts me-what persists is pain. (Luís de Camões)

Little by little it ebbs, this life, if by any chance I am still alive; my brief time passes before my eyes. I mourn the past in whatever I say; as each day passes, step by step my youth deserts me-what persists is pain.

Luís de Camões

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