If it isn't samba then the next song will be.
I like the buzz but life is really enough, maybe too much.
So I dont think ill mind if tomorrows today sounds exactly like it was supposed to. Defeat in deaf ears but
affection in the right mind a piece of which has been difficult to find.
Nevertheless, it's easy enough when
we wont speak of having said the right words to treat our heads.
Find your friends tell them something remembering
that they wont feel it like you woke up without thinking you had and i promise there will be fun to be not have.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem