'' ... Saudade é amar um passado que ainda não passou,
É recusar um presente que nos machuca,
É não ver o futuro que nos convida ... "
Pablo Neruda
When you said:
- Wake up and close it.
I was laying down on your shouder...
Deaf and blind.
You are the window,
the pain
The Hole,
the way...
Blue walls, blue sheets,
Blue veins... black eyes...
All together in this moment we´re
in
We are not as crazy as we think
We are not as sad as yesterday...
We won´t say anything more:
We are just like leaves.
Saulo Feitosa, Janeiro de 2010