Exercício 16 - Tradução do poema "Não inventes" de José Carlos Barros

DON’T MAKE THINGS UP

Don't give me that bullshit. Don’t make things up.
Do not look me in the eyes. Just leave.
And spare me of/the persuasive/articulate speeches 
And the sham/deceit of farewell/goodbye. Don’t make a scene.
 
Don’t say you’re sorry or that life
sometimes is this way: that everything is forgotten;
that the world and time heal all wounds.
I repeat, my love: be gone.
 
And take everything you want from what
we one day imagined to share:
the books, the sculptures in sandalwood,
the records, the portraits, the billiards.
 
Do not leave any addresses. Please:

what I want is for you to fuck yourself, my love.