23 de maio de 2012

Kátharsis!



Minhas lágrimas não são de seda, cetim ou sintéticas.
São aquelas aveludadas na nudez do seu desgosto.
Amotinadas pela frieza de seus pensares.

Eternizado frente à dureza de teu coração,
Despi-me do manto sagrado da ilusão
Para viver uma solitária canção.

Paulo Boechat.





17 de maio de 2012

As It Seems!



As metáforas ... ah!
Essas deixo para depois!
Ainda necessito deambular
Nas estrias deste coração
Que no peito
Incessantemente grita!

Paulo Boechat.

Well, I know
What I didn't want to know
And I saw
Where I didn't want to go
So I took the path
Less traveled on
And I'll let my stories
Be whispered when I'm gone
When I'm gone
When I'm gone
When I'm gone
When he walked into my life
And in I let him dive
Because the way
That he looked at me
Made me feel alive
And now I know
Nothing I know
Would release that
Comes when
You’re in the fold
In the fold
In the fold
In the fold
'cause in this life
You must find
Something to live for
'cause when the darkness
Comes a calling
You’ll go back to where
You were before
'cause this life
Is as fragile as a dream
And nothing's ever really
As it seems
As it seems
As it seems
As it seems.

As it seems _ By Lily Kershaw