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My Crusades
Fernanda F. Rocha
My Crusades
In the crusade of my life
In this world, I've crossed
I've walked uncertain highways
I've got lost in deserts of doubts
Travelled miles in my thoughts
Between the visions and the illusions...
In this world, I've crossed
I've walked uncertain highways
I've got lost in deserts of doubts
Travelled miles in my thoughts
Between the visions and the illusions...
I've followed the caravan of this life
I've erased so many lines left by time
I've listened to distant voices
Between spaces and deserts
Tied up in the unconscious
Without sense or direction
I got wet from sad rains
I followed my shadow of a figure
And I've cried a lot of times the saudade
I've erased so many lines left by time
I've listened to distant voices
Between spaces and deserts
Tied up in the unconscious
Without sense or direction
I got wet from sad rains
I followed my shadow of a figure
And I've cried a lot of times the saudade
From the top of the infinite
From the being of my wanting
I've learned that my life is not a universe
But a simple point of flowing
Of a life
That unceasingly is born in me
That can be that I want...
From the being of my wanting
I've learned that my life is not a universe
But a simple point of flowing
Of a life
That unceasingly is born in me
That can be that I want...
The life is divine...
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