domingo, 25 de setembro de 2011

I lost my words, one by one.
They got stuck in my mind,
not able to feel alive and make me smile
I see my life pass by
Can't hold time.

An early bird.
Singing alone, inside nature, indeed happy
What I can create is not the truth,
but
What I feel is strong and
Moves me along
I don't fear darkness or the bright sun
I lost my words
But I kept my beating heart.