Que achei que a vida era tão fácil,
Descobri que não é bem assim.
E não foi alguém que me falou,
Foi vivendo que aprendi.
O valor de tudo que passou,
Dos momentos que eu não vi,
Dos beijos e abraços que não pude dar,
E das despedidas que eu perdi.
Eu estou aqui, seguindo com firmeza,
No caminho que eu escolhi.
Em memória de Manoel de Andrade Moreira, verdadeiro guerreiro, grande homem, e meu amado avô. Descanse em paz vô. 04/04/1930 – 24/03/2018.
Alone I may be wondering in this foreign lands,
Owning to my name only what I can carry with my hands.
But all the strengh and serenity in my possesion,
Come from the magical strings that bound us together.
Whereve I go, my loves,
You are with me, and I,
Capt Plant, honestly speaking.
My toughts, my heart, my soul.. it all stops for a second.
Looks like everithing has changed.
Even I can’t see outside, I can feel it.
It’s almost morning.
Like a bird, that knows the Sun is about to come out.
Like the wind, that knows when to blow from the Sea.
Something calls me.
It’s time to go home.
What is happening?
It’s just so confusing feelings that I can not even…
It’s the bittersweat sunshine.
It’s morning, after all.
May I never forget all the
suffering I’ve seen,
May I remember the eyes of misery,
the utter of despair,
and the cry of the hopeless.
I ask you, that it may be engraved
in my soul,
So when I look my eyes in the mirror,
I will know where I stand.
Even if you don’t wanna change your plans, you will have to adapt or your gonna miss things.
No matter where I stand
Or where I sit,
When I close my eyes,
you are all I see.
And regardless the distance I walk,
Or the time I see pass,
The flame that was once lit,
Shall ever last.
Even thou I’m loyal to my present,
and don’t look back.
When I open my eyes,
My heart cries in despair.
So please forgive,
I have to confess.
I don’t see you,
And that chains me to the past.
C. G. P. A. S.
Enjoy the moment.
The past that touched you,
Was a present well lived.
Be the moment.