Open Window

Soft view
White snow
Still life
This beauty is so tragic too
Few tears
Few miles
Between
My vision and your calm routine
Naked trees around
The swimming pool
Old leaves left on the ground
I finally open up this window
Naked trees around
The traffic lights
No kids no birds no sound
And I’m standing here
Happy to be here now
Here and now
Horas horas tantas horas
Medos medos tantos medos
E mais medos…
Não quero voltar cedo
À certeza de ter menos.
Ter certeza de que espero horas