I close my eyes,
I refuse to see in front of me
The brightness of the sun,
The festival colourful flowers
Spreading over the grass
All around my self!
What's the point if I can't be here?
What's the point if I can't be there?
What's the point if I can't be anywhere?
I know I'm here,
I know I'm there
I know I'm everywhere
I can feel the sun warming
My inert body...
I can see the flowers
and sniff their acented smell
but what's the point?
None can see the real me!
I need to decide what to do
I need to decide what to be
I need to decide what to see
I need to decide where to be!
But I keep here by the side
Of what is left of me,
The flowers, the warm sun,
The grass covering everywhere...
I close my eyes I don't want to see!
The breeze so tender and warm
Invite to go...
The sun rays so bright and hot
Ask me to go...
The feeling of my heart
Call me to go...
But Im afraid to leave behind
The body of sins
The hope of my dreams!
Come on Oh my soul
Come back to my heart
Light this body again!
I haven't finished yet
The labour of this life
Be kind to me
Blow over and around this being
The tears haven't stop yet
To flow over my sins!
I'm still... waiting...
But you can't hear me!
I need to decide
To be here, there, everywhere!
I'm afraid to go
I don't want to stay...
The breeze, the sun, the flowers...
There is no place to stay...
It is time... to go...
To the freedom... they say!
To D.H.S.Junior
London,20/5/2005
