Every hour I want to dispose disappeared
Just only a vague notion of temporarily connection between A and B,
Tired and confused remains through the sequence
Of some acts I seem to remember.
A curtain of fear hides the sea of unresolved solitude.
When I try to gather warmness there\'s just cold,
frosty rocks to answer yelling.
I realized a long ago the route was full of odd special problems.
Now my legs just don\'t are there for me,
Not due to a chirurgic I must let be performed,
Witch is no problem at all,
I´m simple and fighting to improve
my long incompleteness.
Problem is not have treated my maladies.
The sadness and despair turns all cold,
gray and irreconcilably resolvable.
The world is just a postulated place.
I can\'t fell it there.
Actually I don’t know if I’m here even thou I am.
E um dia há-de chamar-se dia de natal
Moreover, some day will be Christmas Day
Postulado coelhinho simpático para as crianças.
Postlulated sympatic rabbit, child oriented
Assim sai o acordo de mim
Therefore, the deal is leaving my self.
Alegria na ilusão tão real das crianças
Happiness thought an oh so real illusion of child.
And changing is saying that there is a dark side
by side with a white swan, Swimming along the world
with the siblings, bringing the wroth like frostbite