As Memórias Do Amanhã Longínquo

This is a sad crowded world

This is a sad crowded world

With sad crowded people

Scared, lonely, suspicious,

Desiring a hand,

With a closed hand full of nothing,

Running to get nowhere,

Where everybody goes.

And then it´s to late

For receiving a hug,

Open arms, open hearts,

Clear of fear, killing loneliness,

Because death

Is cold enough.

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