Literature
Orvalho - translated
Dew
Rain drops falling over me,
It rest on my face like the dew of the leafs of the morning.
Morning?
What morning?
It doesn't exist anymore, now it's just darkness.
Everything it's in deep dark.
I turn off the light and lie down on my bed, I want to think,
Think...who am I trying to fool? I want to cry...
So I cry, and I dissolve my self in tears.
Lying in the darkness and drowing in tears.
My parents in the living room without knowing nothing, I don't want that they know about it,
I want to stay here and lie down,
Lie down and cry.
Cry to everything go away,
Cry for everything I've been going through,
Cry for what have passe