short days ...
endless sounds resonate,
but I can not understand, they are not
or where they come
among them are words
only sound, but can not hear
talk to them, but I do not listen
I can not hear sounds
remain in that boat not want to lose
wet
fear not understand why
speak and
talks are right but do not drop
is immense, so
fear but fear getting wet
resonate
water and I do not know
there is also a silent voice that
not silent and not be silent, I do not want
I do not want to silence
street will not be silent but I fear
street I want to hear, I still can not hear
is not upset, I got used to it
not
says
not understand the strange thing is that I like but can not understand
says
not hear sounds I never said I interpret
the clouds
but different
me and I know not but I said
if
and there is sweet music gives me life
not dance, afraid to offend
give all his magic and gave me life
gives everything
day after day I'm afraid to offend
dance but can not find
only see his shadow in the shade of the moment I can not wait
want to see what happens but it is only a reflection
I am used to understand reflexes I guess I always interpret
but
life and do not understand
is unclear but
nightfall nightfall and get to remember
remember a past
is beautiful, a beautiful last
I prefer to remember the future
the future of a time
forgotten the result of being here
right here, without my
and no one else only the sound
today I see silhouettes as night falls all
improvement is not yet noon
all have a night for some get very
Quick
hope that my day is long
much I want to do
hope, I hope ...
I still hope that I do not want my night
night falls but year
after year it gets dark
and still do not understand
now understand, I understand ...
is like having sand
before nightfall I understand
or is a day lost
and then ...
do not know, not yet anyone who remembers the end of the day
is that nobody knows what happens after nightfall
much to do and it is noon
wait ... I do not know, it's late and still want to understand
lost my watch and I prefer
truth and not count the hours and enjoy it
she is here with me and the sounds sound
the sky is still blue
and the boat is not
went
I have fear, but he made me remember
like to remember the future and I remember I learned to swim and I no longer fear
is to be late, no more boats
it take to do
but it is my only means and I go swimming
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