domingo, 4 de janeiro de 2009

O meu mar. A minha ilha.
Quatro anos depois, a mesma magnificência


The salty breeze
Blows through my hair again,
Reminding me
The way we were, my friend.
The sun turns red
And I waste my thoughts away.
Long years have passed
But I'm still writing in vain
Clouds are whipping on a pale sky
I'm walking along the pier until the night
When I will...
Turn off the lights
Drink Ballantines.
Lay on the sand
Life has no end.
Amazing sea,
Please sing to me your songs
While I sail you
On my green boat, away.
I'm out of tune
But never cared, you know...
Things that should flow,
I let them go.

[Solitude - D.B.R.]

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