I naively believed
that surely
there was a limit
to how much loss
one person could suffer
before adulthood.

This cruel love...
Take it away from me
I wish i can throw it back to your pretty face

I have nothing to do with it
I'd like to get rid of it
To give it away
No money - for free
Somebody?
Why me?

and come with me, baby
we will fade into obscurity.
the fog swirls with us
as we dance away from the sun

there is nothing more romantic
than death on a sunday night
i long to be right
to win a fight

i am trapped in a limbo
waiting, expecting
only to be put down
like a miserable puppy buried in the ground.

kiss me quickly
for our time leaves soon
and before you know it, it’s noon
and before you know it, you see the moon

monday morning and misery
but this is no regular apathy
this is a different kind, more gloomy
the sadness in my soul is more roomy

tell me, my lover
why must we live?
why must we suffer?



i have nothing more to give

The day I die
I will be happy
I will be at peace
And I will be gone
So the world won't suffer
From my suffering
Anymore

What is wrong with me
I was fine
Now I am not
Wanting to dress myself in red
And drown in it
I miss things
I guess
Or maybe this is just a episode
That I want to suffer from
Not die
I love life
I just don't like this moment
Right now

For the first time in my life

I want to see her colored



Stand on tiptoe

Wait for my thousand tales of kings



Navigate the ocean

All year long just to see her swimming

Oh My life don't stop following the road

Keep walking the alleys

Maybe they can follow you ...



For a long time lived without time

For many seconds lived as a secondary

For many lists lived without being protagonist



I want to be on tiptoe

Get close to your hand

And I will give you my heart

I want to go through the steps

Live in space and abandon myself in my own hug



Knock on your door

I wait for another time

To tell you, look at the time



I want to run through the rain

I get wet in the bunches of grapes

Twirl on the posts

Create new clippings

Ah ...

I want to spend winter with you

Knowing I'm already in my shelter

I want to walk hand in hand

Knowing that my heart will only have wings

I want to get on the big wheel

Speak, I love you with a thousand speakers

Just not to lose you every moment ...

Ah ...

Young people know how they feel

As incredible as it sounds, they've seen a shooting star

The desperate write poems

Lovers write books

Drunks Write Flyers

Writers write about themselves

Ah ...

The lunatics write for you

Not knowing if in any universe will have you ...



Already me?

I can't dream without delighting in the words

I can't drink without remembering you

I can't see but I feel the feeling why

Oh gosh!

Maybe dive into the sea of ​​illusions

Waiting for the sound of beautiful accordions

The one of "s"

Sofia's "S"

Sofia of Paulo

Paulo of Sofia

And there she went ...

Already me?

For now I suffered