Flavio Ferrel Poems
Ah, O Amor
For you I gave a little seed called love, so you could plant it in your chest, but in your pocket you kept it.
In the sweetness of your look I used to lose myself without knowing when you looked at me with eyes of affection
Alone with myself, I feel like part of me had been taken.
Oh, That Noise
Sometimes we feel alone and it feels like the worst thing on earth, but it can also feel like one of the best things in life...
I feel like someone who glues the pieces of a broken cup,
All the small things of this life are of trivial importance, but for us it will never stop being small until its final day arrival.
Mas E A Peça?
The chest still broken, asks for urgency to repair. -
Resíduo - Carlos Drummond De Andrade
De tudo ficou um pouco Do meu medo. Do teu asco. Dos gritos gagos. Da rosa ficou um pouco
The sky turns to gray, clouds full of loneliness gets closer, I feel the first drop, the storm begins.
Time passes and my heart's clock hands simply don't move. It should be broken.
Lira Romantiquinha - Carlos Drummond De ...
Por que me trancas o rosto e o riso e assim me arrancas do paraíso?
Mother's Day (10/05/2008)
Strange, the miss of that sweet preocupation of in your eyes, try to discover what you want to win.
Whar About Now?
Throw everything away and live, or keep a love here inside me and keep on suffering?
Behind the closed door everything changes, the sky falls down, nothing is like before.
Ah, O Amor
For you I gave a little seed called love,
so you could plant it in your chest,
but in your pocket you kept it.
I hope you still have the seed with you,
cause that was the only one left.
a você entreguei uma sementinha,
para que plantasse em seu peito,
mas no bolso você a guardou.
espero que ainda a tenha com você,
pois era a única restante.