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terça-feira, 13 de outubro de 2009

World is a variety show, but I watch it all on the tip of my toes:




‘Cause I see a future, hopefully near,
Where I can hold on to something dear.
And I can only imagine how it would be,
To finally have roots like an old tree.


It’s in these days of wind and rain,
That I feel this cold kind of pain,
Where the light is short and dark,
And my head a big old question mark.


But, as time goes by I stand strong,
Thinking of you all day long,
And unlike all sane, I do pretend,
You don’t exist, my imaginary friend!


Are you really a figure of my imagination,
(and I never had this conversation)
Or on the contrary, you’re quiet real,
Stuck in my head like a strong ideal.


You see, I really don’t want you to leave,
So we can share what we’ll both achieve.
In written or in my mind, but forever,
Real or imaginary, but together!


quinta-feira, 7 de maio de 2009

Kader Kuklacısı

(The puppeteer of fate)
We have a new imaginary friend. One that does not speak our language, yet again, understands us perfectly enough. One that is sufficiently powerful to brought up mystical things in our life. Things we cannot understand or explain and that happen every time we are close.
We lie. Physical proximity is not needed for indescribable things to happen, in fact, we just need to think about each other and a strange and overwhelming, but unseen power, takes place. A power that no longer startles us for its repetitiveness and that we started to respect, of so resigned we've became...
This is a force that we best describe, better yet, can only describe, as a string puppet on the invisible hands of fate. This puppeteer, on the other side of the string, just mocks us, laughs of us by making us close to separate us once more. By approaching its left hand with its right one and then, suddenly, to spread its arms wide open with a big and audible laugh.
AAhAAhAAhAA !!
And we lift our shoulders up, to let them fall again and we think, each of us in our language... whatever makes you happy... And then, to it, we simply say: we are friends never the less!

( In English, as I promised. * )