Soft view
White snow
Still life

This beauty is so tragic too

Few tears
Few miles

Between
My vision and your calm routine

Naked trees around
The swimming pool
Old leaves left on the ground
I finally open up this window

Naked trees around
The traffic lights
No kids no birds no sound

And I’m standing here
Happy to be here now
Here and now

Horas horas tantas horas
Medos medos tantos medos
E mais medos...

Não quero voltar cedo
À certeza de ter menos.
Ter certeza de que espero horas