Saturday, February 22, 2014

Wind...

The cold wind that enters in a heart that is alive, in a heart that beats strong, it's a wind that becomes a breeze, a warm and gentle breeze, in a heart that doesn't lie.

P.RestLessMind x

--- (Portuguese version)
O vento que entra frio num coração que está vivo, que bate forte e que sente, que sente de verdade, é vento que se torna brisa, brisa suave e quente, de quem respira, de quem não mente.

P.RestLessMind x

Oh, time... always, time... x

Will Time be kind enough to allow us to feel all the things that we don't say and dream about ?... Will time be kind enough to show us ...