Under the rain

Under the crying cloud:
empty tears,
haunted by fears,
a symphony, a blind sound.

Under the rain:
a sad silence,
unbreakable chain,
No sense in pain.

It's all pretend,
Under the rain,
It all comes to an end,

under the rain.

Tomás  Roda

In the light of being

I've never known...
It's simple,
I never cared...
I mean,
I still don't know...

And in not knowing
I feel so scared.

Tomás Roda

Perder

Perdi-me.
Perdi-me nos teus lábios.
Perdi-me nos teus cabelos.
Perdi-me...

E em perder-me,
assim te perdi.

Tomás Roda