Enovela-te nas linhas de carbono
Mergulha-te dentro da cadeira
Enfrenta-te
Escuta tua mente virar chocalho
Ensurdecer o teu silêncio
Com tanto significado
Perca-te pelos horizontes
Dói-te na vista a cor das distâncias
Embaralham-te a mente
Com tamanha significância
Levanta-te a palma da mão
Fisga-te pelos aplausos silenciosos
Daqueles que oferecem ao mundo
Um pedaço de seus esforços
por Igor Baseggio
8 de janeiro de 2011
2 de janeiro de 2011
I let go
Past is gone
Future's come
Present sings songs never sung
Present smells scents never known
Reminded of the fools you mate
I must run for our inner sake
I let go of that story
And run fast for my glory
'Cause what is past is done
Its tales are far, far gone
And I see presents here
But let me first dry those tears
Happy new year
por Igor Basseggio
Future's come
Present sings songs never sung
Present smells scents never known
Reminded of the fools you mate
I must run for our inner sake
I let go of that story
And run fast for my glory
'Cause what is past is done
Its tales are far, far gone
And I see presents here
But let me first dry those tears
Happy new year
por Igor Basseggio
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