TIRED OF SEARCH
I speak as one who loves
Lived just a entire life hoping,
Tired of searching, not having anyone
Rotted this rose lifeless
I imagined that one day all flowered,
Fragrance invading my home,
So also spent my life
A bird without wings pruned and already
Captive of this dream, freedom,
Just dawning, drinking the sun,
Imagining full clarity
Serving - who had given me, the lighthouse ...
And bear in my chest, the bitter darkness,
Outside, eternally always snows...
I speak as one who loves
Lived just a entire life hoping,
Tired of searching, not having anyone
Rotted this rose lifeless
I imagined that one day all flowered,
Fragrance invading my home,
So also spent my life
A bird without wings pruned and already
Captive of this dream, freedom,
Just dawning, drinking the sun,
Imagining full clarity
Serving - who had given me, the lighthouse ...
And bear in my chest, the bitter darkness,
Outside, eternally always snows...
RITA
DE CASSIA TIRADENTES REIS
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