Reminds you that girl
shrouded in mystery
who dreamed
and had only his dreams
airtight ?
always ... illuminated by stars ,
wires in the eyes of the moonlight
shoulder the Sun
as mystic
as your skin
black that exudes
ancestry
Strength and courage ...
Remember that psychic girl
many thought
did not know crying ,
would not know love
not suffer foolish thing ?
Oh how often rotate their skirts
were spells
launched in the wind at night luau
and stomp their feet mimicking
the beating of your heart broken ...
but the dance was her cry
it showed more quiet.
The wind carried away
all evil omen
herbs and leaves ,
whirling ,
says remember this girl ?
if you do not remember to feel less
this force that flows in the eyes every morning .
Maybe she does not like to be forgotten
Maybe one day you will remember
who liked to dance
running their skirts
casting spells
Streams , rivers , grasses ...
_ The joy was to feel the ground beneath the feet
Simply audible to the beat of his heart.
