segunda-feira, 3 de janeiro de 2011

new year

it wont be raining tomorrow
from the very beginning of the day
the first sun rays will come through the air
directly over the soil
and people will see a purple green morning
they will wake up
for the new day
for the new year

and all ghosts of the night will fly away
forever
and life will be lighter
and air will be fresher

in this moistured troubled night
I'll sleep and dream stranged scared dreams for the last time

after this night
there will be no guilty
there will be no anxiety
my bed will be calm and restful
where i'll have love

after this night
I wont be afraid to be a mother
to bring life to this planet
to share my guts with someone
and to find meaning in happiness and beauty and peace

it wont be raining tomorrow
the last drops slip and carry the past
dust is washed from the sill
and nature takes it's last bath
like in a purification ritual

and to the sea runs
what the air burdened for billions of years