quinta-feira, 12 de fevereiro de 2009

I’m Just Lost

I'm like a bird in a cage,
And I can't sing, not anymore.
I want to go back to my own place,
My natural place.

I can't go back.
But I want to.
Because here I'm lost.
Forgive me, I can't be with you anymore.

This is a scary place.
I don't like it.
Just watch me.
I'm tired of playing the games that I can never win.

Help me.
Only you can do this.
But I think it’s too late now.
I have no way to go.

This is a farewell.
So, I have to say good bye.


Paulo Cilas.

sexta-feira, 6 de fevereiro de 2009

Rosa Venenosa

Tu, flor bela
Que enlaça nossos corações.

Tu, flor doce
Que nos seduz com seu perfume.

Tu, flor louca
Que nos perfura com seus espinhos.

Tu, flor vil
Que nos mata com seu veneno.

Tu, flor apaixonante
Sem a qual não conseguimos viver.

Tu és a flor
Que me dá essa dor;
A dor do amor.


Paulo Cilas.