"em que idade do coração se apaga o riso dos homens?"
Al Berto

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

I am...

I am a warrior in a silver armour
I wonder if I can fight all my ghosts
I hear creepy sounds in the battle field
I see soulless people who
I want to save from agony and oppression
I am a warrior in a silver armour

I pretend to be as tall and strong as a giant
I feel an enormous will to live
I touch the open grey sky above me
I worry about what the future holds ahead
I cry because of things past
I am a warrior in a silver armour

I understand those who give up living
I say: "Behold! Stand up! Fight!"
I dream of peaceful warm starry nights
I try to keep things clear
I hope I can fight until I die
I am a warrior in a silver armour

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