Numa praia perdida no passado,
Entre ondas lavando lembramcas,
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'Meu poema favorito,
E aquele que nunca escrevi...
Falava de saudades, e vidas nada mais que sonhadas...
Falava de amores e beijos intermináveis.
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He was just a dreamer
Who warm you in the cold days
Was the breeze in your hot nights
A desire in your insights...
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Se a beleza esta no vento
Na forca de um suspiro,
Num olhar…
Que se perde no tempo.
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I will stop looking for you
Because I can't find you in a better place
Than here Inside me.
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Seasons passing by
In a way that I can't see.
I am at terminal despair...
My train is about to flee.
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I will just make you the center
Of the universe
And eventually... the verse
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When the sky start to cry
Dropping all this sadness deep
inside...
And your soul kind of left you behind
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It was not a dream interrupted,
More likely shattered glass on the floor.
Someone's collection of photographs not matching reality.
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