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a que não promete
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'Ela' e 'Ele'. Talvez juntos sejamos muito mais do que uma simples palavra. Talvez passemos de fantasmas a memórias vivas.
(: etros aob !
sexta-feira, 10 de julho de 2009 ( 23:39 )
Somewhere far
I saw some stairs to climb up
There was no lake assight
Not even a pool or bathtube.
I saw roses on the side
And cherrys in my hands
The sky was possesed by sadness
And lonelyness, I’ll have no friends.
No one will smile at me
As I said, no friends at all
No creatures to wind me up
Not the small ones, neither the tall.
I aprouched the stairs
And nothing there was filled with pain
It was just a tree
Like allways, my effort was in vain.
There was no fruits
No flowers and nothing lame
I was the one who acted stupid
I was the one who felt the pain
I didn’t care
I climbed up the stairs to the tree
Watching the inegsitent song of the birds
The leafs were grey, how could it be?
I closed my eyes
And nothing more I felt
I died so quickly
Right after I fell.
Actually, how did I die?
Was this after the death
Or before the fly?
My chest was opened
I had no heart
It stayed with her
Falling apart
She doesn’t know what she has in her hands
A mirror of pain with a colored feeling
And know that I’m dead, without remembering how
My hearts is so far, for me and the healing
So somewhere far
Now so near
My body fell asleep
With nothing else to fear.
I saw some stairs to climb up
There was no lake assight
Not even a pool or bathtube.
I saw roses on the side
And cherrys in my hands
The sky was possesed by sadness
And lonelyness, I’ll have no friends.
No one will smile at me
As I said, no friends at all
No creatures to wind me up
Not the small ones, neither the tall.
I aprouched the stairs
And nothing there was filled with pain
It was just a tree
Like allways, my effort was in vain.
There was no fruits
No flowers and nothing lame
I was the one who acted stupid
I was the one who felt the pain
I didn’t care
I climbed up the stairs to the tree
Watching the inegsitent song of the birds
The leafs were grey, how could it be?
I closed my eyes
And nothing more I felt
I died so quickly
Right after I fell.
Actually, how did I die?
Was this after the death
Or before the fly?
My chest was opened
I had no heart
It stayed with her
Falling apart
She doesn’t know what she has in her hands
A mirror of pain with a colored feeling
And know that I’m dead, without remembering how
My hearts is so far, for me and the healing
So somewhere far
Now so near
My body fell asleep
With nothing else to fear.
~ G'odrigues
three
two
one
dare
elaele
linhas
look at the time
abril 2009
maio 2009
junho 2009
julho 2009
agosto 2009
setembro 2009
outubro 2009
novembro 2009
dezembro 2009
janeiro 2010
fevereiro 2010
março 2010
abril 2010
maio 2010
junho 2010
julho 2010
agosto 2010
setembro 2010
outubro 2010
dezembro 2010
janeiro 2011
fevereiro 2011
maio 2011
junho 2011
novembro 2011
fevereiro 2012
agosto 2012
novembro 2012
dezembro 2012
janeiro 2013
junho 2013
julho 2013
novembro 2014
dezembro 2014
janeiro 2015
junho 2015
agosto 2016
outubro 2016
novembro 2016
happiness is a source of life
não renovável
the other's lives are always better
~
can't take my eyes of you