A escrever nas nuvens
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publicado por Girassol, em 11.10.08 às 21:48link do post | favorito

No fundo, é isso, a solidão: envolvermo-nos no casulo da nossa alma, fazermo-nos crisálida e aguardarmos a metamorfose, porque ela acaba sempre por chegar.

Strindberg , August    

 

 

 

"Theres a lump in my throat and an ache in my heart
Theres tears in my eyes, cos were an ocean apart
Theres nothing quite as real as being on my own
Nothing quite as true as being all alone
This bird has flown
But when the summer has passed shell come back home

Love, come wing your way
Sweet bird of passage, come home to stay
Love, come wing your way
Sweet bird of passage, come home to lay with me
May you stay with me forever

With the change of seasons, she flies her nest
And like the sun at dusk, she sets to the west
Loneliness is the cross I bear
Solitude is the cloak I wear
I miss you, I need you, I love you
When the autumn comes Ill be waiting for you

Love, come wing your way
Sweet bird of passage, come home to stay
Love, come wing your way
Sweet bird of passage, come home to lay with me
May you stay with me forever
Forever, forever, forever"

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