segunda-feira, agosto 07, 2006

Sem razão aparente...porque me apeteceu!
















A frozen glance,
Is a swirl of stereotyped emotions
To sustain used smiles.
Memories of the outside body
To shape the colours of my spring.

Breathing is a simple thought
To begin my life with

And here comes another wave
To wash the pain away
But every time it hits the shore
It only washes a bit of my life with it

And it grows and it shrinks.
It makes me dirty
It cleans the land
And it takes me everywhere.
Anywhere is fine
As long as I can glance your face
From the corner of my life.
Do not touch
Do not breathe
Do not touch
You do not need to hide your books
Love can be whatever you want
Just sing me to sleep

Ziggy