FEEDBACK SONG A DYING FRIEND
Soothe the young man's sweating forehead
Touch the naked stem held hidden there
Safe in such dark hayseed wired nest
Then his light brown eyes are quick
Once touch is what he thought was grip
Touch the naked stem held hidden there
Safe in such dark hayseed wired nest
Then his light brown eyes are quick
Once touch is what he thought was grip
Tis not his hands those there but mine
And safe,my hands do seek to gain
All knowledge of my master's manly rain
The scented taste that stills my tongue
Is wrong that is set but not undone
And safe,my hands do seek to gain
All knowledge of my master's manly rain
The scented taste that stills my tongue
Is wrong that is set but not undone
His fiery eyes can slash my savage skin
And force all seriousness away
He wades in close waters
Deep sleep alters his senses
I must obey my only rival
Deep sleep alters his senses
I must obey my only rival
He will command our twin revival
The same insane sustain again
(The two of us so close to our own hearts)
I silence and wrote
This awe of coincidence
The same insane sustain again
(The two of us so close to our own hearts)
I silence and wrote
This awe of coincidence
Há quanto tempo minha cabeça ficava
Meio tranquila, meio há uma tempestade
Vamos crescer nessa loucura
Procuramos sermos realmente nós
Não iremos esquecer o que ficou para traz
Aquele sorriso amarelo custa a aparecer
É o verdadeiro carinho que nos consome
Mesmo não tendo tanta lembrança de você
O orgulho bate na porta quando se fala em emoção afetiva
Deixe que ocorra algo de ruim para eu me expressar
O carinho é sinônimo de cuidado
Atenção
Olhe quem te cuide e nunca irá te abandonar
Não falo de amigos
Eles vêm e vão facilmente
Falo daqueles que parece contigo
Até nos sangue que corre em suas veias
Vamos nos dar as mãos
E seguir viagem
Marcos P. S. Fachin