STORMS
The old storm that dominates
The misty sky, dull life
In summary luck for so long
And in another life time is more cunning.
Where did the road crystalline
Just see the fight already lost
The verse that really squanders
The sweetness and charm that fascinates ever.
Introducing so the same court
While alone does not support,
The old feeling approaching
Fall defenseless in time,
In as it could, but never,
In a world without meaning and more nefarious ...
MARCOS LOURES
Nenhum comentário:
Postar um comentário