... that lies floating on the floor, shall be lifted, nevermore()"

daqui

let's stay awake and listen to the dark.
before the birds, before they all wake up.
it's the ending of a play and soon begins another.
hear the leaves applaud the wind.


see the sun come rising and white-wings start to fly.
like strings of pearls in the firey sky.
I don't want to close my eyes, don't want to leave the stage now,
as the leaves applaud our stay.


lend me yours wings and teach me how to fly.
show me when it rains, the place you go to hide.
and the curtains draw again and bow, another day ends
the leaves applaud the wind
emiliana torrini

daqui

" há um rio que atravessa a casa. esse rio, dizem, é o tempo. e as lembranças são peixes nadando ao invés da corrente. acredito sim, por educação. mas não creio. minhas lembranças são aves. a haver inundação é de céu, replecção de nuvem. vos guio por essa nuvem, minha lembrança.()"

mia couto in o fio das missangas

daqui

"()in my field of paper flowers

and candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
and watch my purple sky fly over me ()"

evanescence

daqui