Poetheart (back) (05/23/1961 / Rio de Janeiro)
A shout of friendship!
I know that you dont like read this
or because you dont want or you cant
but is here, for you
written in a white and in black sheet
i always thought that was friendship
and in this motion my ship was go on ahead
and i saw love and caress browsing in my sea
that is all i could see
because was true
at least for me
suddenly and sharply
the wind turn against my will
and i could see how fool i was
sailing before the wind
believing in a plural true
when you are so singular
without the comprehensiveness of the 'S'
i have no bounds when is about feeling
and i am true
that is the place i call the freedom
but you hurt me where has not a way back
and want put me to sail under false colors
I am plural
and i remains as a silly Captain
but still in the control of my ship
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