sábado, 25 de junho de 2011

Às vezes, é bom passar em brancas nuvens
tão bom quanto passar em branco.
Às vezes, a felicidade é branca
tão branca quanto a paz...

de não ter ninguém para anoitecer
a tela da nossa vida.

quinta-feira, 10 de março de 2011

She was so sad and lonely
He was so lonely and sad.
She was walking in the dark night
He was only passing by.
Suddenly the sun rose.
Now she is smiling...
she's smile girl and he?
He is the only reason who makes her shine.
She wanna sunrise with him every morning
And sunset by his side every night.