I don't speak Portuguese and understand a little bit of English, but I can use a useful text-translator. So ...

Searches the truth,
the truth of your being,
You look at the sky and you see goodness,
You look at the sea and without knowing
If in waters you find your soul and in a calmer night,
the solitude is your friend.
You ask to it of where you come,
You make of it your council member,
You hug silence with affection and you discover that never you have an only moment the alone ones;
You never are alone, You always have your voice.
The Wind takes your desire
Tearing the sky or furrowing the sea, for the whole world to ask "what it will be that I do not see?
My eyes enclose the Horizon
my spirit reach the infinite,
But wise source says me ó, what still it was not said."
Thus, you arise yourself of the soil and in a whirl dissolvente, dispersed in the blue a you have lain, your soul and your heart.

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If you want to find the source,
you have to go up, against the current.