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Nós não somos nada
como as histórias
que eu ouvi
ou as comédias românticas
no cinema.
Mas quando você vem
e sorri desse jeito
que espalha flores
sobre a Terra,
eu entendo
do que elas falam.
We're nothing
like the fairy tales
I've heard or
the romantic
movies
I've watched.
Still,
when you're standing
in front of me and
you smile that way
which causes flowers
to bloom,
I understand
what they are all about.
A smile that causes flowers to bloom- I love that!
ReplyDeleteAh, sem dúvida alguma. E é exatamente como me sinto agora.
ReplyDeleteBeijos
I understand what they are all about..
ReplyDeleteWhat an amazing thought you have developed into a poem. I'm always made happy by reading your work.
sometimes you know my thoughts. beautiful poem
ReplyDeletesuch a romantic at heart. beautifully written. have a great weekend~
ReplyDeleteEu acredito.
ReplyDeletecomo disse Cartola
ReplyDeleteelas exalam o perfume que roubam do amor
abs Kenia
this is the great secret (or one of the great secrets, anyway :-)
ReplyDeleteall the romantic turns of the stories are actually quite true ...
Sempre,
ReplyDeletesempre acredito!
A vida costuma ter uma imaginação melhor do que a nossa.
ReplyDeleteThose are the most romantic fairy-tales that we weave ourselves (in). It's always a pleasure to read you.
ReplyDeleteE ao compreendermos,
ReplyDeleteem termos;
histórias não mais ouviremos,
apenas seremos.
Muito bom seu blog.
com a sua licença, seguirei.
Oh yes, you have said it so perfectly.
ReplyDeleteSimplesmente lindo!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Kenia!
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