Poetry Message to
(Vinicius de Moraes)
No I can not be
Tell that it is impossible
now can not be
is impossible I can not
Tell her I'm sad, but tonight I can not go to him.
Tell him that there are millions of bodies to bury
Many cities to rebuild, much poverty in the world;
Tell him that there are somewhere in the world a child crying
And women are going crazy and there are legions of them to torture
nostalgia of his men; Tell him there is a lack
in the eyes of outsiders, as starvation is extreme;
Tell him that shame, shame, suicide, haunt the home
and wants to regain life. Vinicius
accomplishes these beautiful lyrics, which leave the soul
talk poetry does count and reach the soul of everyone in life verses dresses Vinicius
The magic of love speaks in lyrics and singing melodies ... Freyja
PD / Thank you all for the love I have left in this time of absence and silence, thanks to everyone for being close.
A big hug and many thanks .... Freyja
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