sábado, 15 de junho de 2013

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

sexta-feira, 14 de junho de 2013

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

quinta-feira, 13 de junho de 2013

Perder

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

E em perder-me,
assim te perdi.

Tomás Roda