sorrindo alegre, enquanto aos berros chora,
seja luz, incapaz de perceber,
te iluminando, que estás indo embora!
Quem te adora sente a paixão crescer
no coração que de engano se embota
cego no amor no qual persiste em crer...
É uma ferida que na pele aflora!
Equivocado pois, ruma ao sofrer
pra morrer por aquela que o devora
porque namora quem não o quer ter!
Mesmo tarde da esperança se poda!
Vive o agora sem nada fazer!
É semente que, pra nascer, demora!
..
English version:
Passion isn't Love
In this blindness that makes those who see you
happy smiling, while screaming cries,
is light, unable to perceive,
enlightening you, you're leaving!
Who loves you feel the passion grow
in the heart that of deception if blunts
blind in the love which persists in believing ...
It is a wound that in the skin bloom!
Mistaken since, go to suffer
to die for the one that him devours
because dating those who don't want him have!
Even late of the hope if pruning!
Live the now doing nothing!
Is seed that, to be born, delay!
..
English version:
Passion isn't Love
In this blindness that makes those who see you
happy smiling, while screaming cries,
is light, unable to perceive,
enlightening you, you're leaving!
Who loves you feel the passion grow
in the heart that of deception if blunts
blind in the love which persists in believing ...
It is a wound that in the skin bloom!
Mistaken since, go to suffer
to die for the one that him devours
because dating those who don't want him have!
Even late of the hope if pruning!
Live the now doing nothing!
Is seed that, to be born, delay!
Acyr - 9/12/2011
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