Quinta-feira, Abril 08, 2004

Étipo - Volume V: Nunca Estar Sem Sentir Amor - Departed

Life has departed.
Im stuck without air.
The soil has hardened,
And there's no one out there.

I dream of light.
I dream of love.
I want to fight.
And fly like a dove.

Walk through the mountains!
Swim through the seas!
Drink from all fountains!
Dig me out, please!

Animals crunch my brain.
Loneliness dries my heart.
This hurt i can't explain...
To strong to just depart.

I smell rotten,
Darkness floods my mind.
I need love, I need something...
Help this girl, be kind!

It's too dark in here,
I cant move a thing.
Please! Can someone hear?
I've got nothing but to sing...

I want to be free!
Hear the birds cry...
Feel the sun on me.
Why can't I Go? Why?

Let me out of here!
I can't take it any more!
There's only silence to hear,
And dirt to ask love for.

Help me out!
I can't stand the pain!
Forever i'll shout...
Until I'm alive again.

(escrito entre 07/04/2004 e 08/04/2004)

1 Comments:

At 10:57 PM, Blogger Tiago Ribeiro said...

a ideia..inspiração deste poema surgiu-me uma maravilhosa tarde de cortar relva =O estava a pensar acerca de letras de músicas góticas.. e comecei a pensar em amor.. cemitério.. e uma rapariga.. juntando tudo, comecei mentalmente a escrever quadras que representassem a voz de uma rapariga que morreu, e está farta de estar morta, e quer voltar a viver..

 

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