Silhouettes on the street
Side out the window, watching me
Silhouettes, they... Seem so familiars

Winter took away those leaves
Silhouettes are following me
And under their steps I can see
I count... Lost flowers

Wind whispers
While whispers
It's so cold...

Silhouettes which thirst is blind
Shadows which life was denied
Silhouettes, they... Quiet quietly rise up


  1. Não sei por que, mas lendo os poemas só me veio uma expressão: palavras ao entardecer.


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