quarta-feira, 13 de junho de 2007

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I try to see the end of the river,
Only to make me shiver,
Water running deepper in my mind,
The bottom I try to find

A taste so pure in mouth,
A fresh so smooth in my face,
A surface so cold,
A colour so old

I let myself go with the stream,
In my hair I feel the breeze,
To the end of the river I travel,
For I have this mystery to enravel

At the end I see this light,
Shiny and bright,
All this white surrounds me,
I finally feel free

This river makes me shiver



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