TO CHUS WITH MY VERY OPENED BLUE EYES SITTING IN A CORNER, LOKING AT THE BLACK FLOOR OF A NARROW STREET
AMOR E DOZURA É VIVIR To Chus with my very opened and blue eyes sitting in a corner, looking at the black floor of a narrow street. 2004-07-16. I SUMMER I feel this intensive wild wind When I can see your free hair Streaming in the wind Like a blonde pony tail And your smiling eyes Are drawing On the clear surface Of this small pool. Today you seem different You are like the free bird Dancing in the broken air Of a bored afternoon Lost in the precise time Of a beauty summer Ouh my pretty summer! Ouch my delicious time! Where are you and Where are you from? I am the king of the good weather And I am from the bright sun. An illuminate country In which one the nights do not exit See always the intensive light The lake of light, which the sea is And think about the summer time The blue bird does not stop With its slowed and delicious song. II The darkness suddenly disappeared All the things I could see Seemed ali...