And you will laugh
But there are no longer people with time
From looking at others inside
An endless tale
Sharpening the doubts of the poet without creed
That dies of fear and does not want to say
Spring burst
Everyone goes out to the street
A flower as a detail
Love is celebrated.
Spring burst
And this heart despairs
I wish you never lost
The divine of your voice
Colorful and feverish
Dawn on Sunday and I lost in a dream
Waking up early
The lounge was big
Where we did the dance of promises and stories
A shadow does not count as a vision.
Spring burst
Everyone goes out to the street
A flower as a detail
Love is celebrated.
Spring burst
And before summer comes
I hope you give me your hand
And we cross the pain.
For every night I have a prayer
And your name in the hands
For every day I have this song
And I still sing it.
Spring burst
A flower as a detail
Love is celebrated
Spring burst
And this heart despairs
I wish you never lost the divine of your voice
I wish you always love me
As I love you
I hope the memory of your voice never dies.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)