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The Flame of Life
Fernanda F. Rocha
The Flame of Life
She looks at me in silence
and in secret she asks me for myself
who am I and what I dream
there is so much peace in her look
and in secret she asks me for myself
who am I and what I dream
there is so much peace in her look
I don't know what to tell her
I am captured by that hypnotic gaze
as I surrender to my will
it’s an enormous will to stay
I am captured by that hypnotic gaze
as I surrender to my will
it’s an enormous will to stay
She listens to me murmuring in silence
she sees the pain sculpted within my soul
she caresses the eternal storms
of my exalted loves
she sees the pain sculpted within my soul
she caresses the eternal storms
of my exalted loves
Her voice is deep, immense
it protects me from dark dreams
she undresses the night of her mystery
and tells me about the sea and of the saudade
it protects me from dark dreams
she undresses the night of her mystery
and tells me about the sea and of the saudade
She shows me human madness
and how we would be without that madness
she lights the flame of life
and dances like one who moves with the earth
and how we would be without that madness
she lights the flame of life
and dances like one who moves with the earth
She takes me by the hand and smiles
tells me to never stop dreaming
but also to dream of the invisible forms
and an undiscovered love
tells me to never stop dreaming
but also to dream of the invisible forms
and an undiscovered love
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