Um poema é muito grande, mais vou escrever uns versos, espero que ajude

The son is outside, you can see
I prefer that he shine for you, and forget about me
The cloud that covers him, can not imagine
That i can travel to the sky to bring for you as a present

O sol esta la for, voce pode ver
Eu prefiro que ele brilhe pra voce, e esqueça de mim
As nuvens que cobrem ele, nao imaginam
Que eu posso viajar pro ceu pra trazer ele pra voce como presente

Poem Transitional

(...) It takes from
we must reach
it takes it takes to get from ... Oh, how this life is urgent!

However ...
I really liked from the ...
and - until today - when chance embark
for some part
accomodates me in my place
I close my eyes and dream:
travel, traveling
but nowhere ...
traveling indefinitely ...
like a spaceship lost among the stars.