Fome

Em Jejum de palavras, de companhias...

Em jejum da boca pródiga

do narcotico emocional

do estupro desintencionado
do vinho e do pão

No birds at my window

(dedicated to a special girl...)

Feeling so lonely today...
Woke up empty inside
No sound of birds at my window
No shiny day at my door

Staring at nothing once more
White, only white see my eyes
No picture inside
No inside in my mind

Waking up.. Silence is by my side
The pillow has weeped all night
Cause it had no arms


And even the silence
Whispering winding worlds
Cried and got mute again,
Cause it had no words...

And that's why
In this lonely day
So lonely am I