Tentando perceber
Que figura sem saber o que por trás te vem dizer
Sem que te possas aperceber
Sem marcas ou sinais
Fica assim ditado que há de vir o dia
Em que sejas poema e não rotina.
the day before I left
I remember the day before I left You didn't look me in the eyes the entire day I felt alone, unseen, like a burden I could feel you hating my guts Stare fixed on something that was not me Chance to run, if you just could Day passed in sufferance, static movements We went to that place, you hated everything I was alone, looking at anyone but you People were not people they were background If they couldn't stop this I couldn't stop this Why would you hate me Day passed and you asked for a place to go A place to terminate the insufferable hours left I asked "what about that place we once went" No glance You took us there, no questions We entered we sat we ordered Silence Then you looked at me and caressed my face
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