The bird I know - by André MC

 

The bird I know 

The bird I know clung unto false freedom

Enthusiasm to enter new lands

Quicksand was the life of the bird I know

Window view is what the bird now has 

The bird I know clung unto false freedom

Her wings were cut once the man held her

Caged forever, her eyes won't expand further

The love the man had became a phantom 

The bird I know now has life to take care of

The bird I know can't fly anymore

The bird I know sings from day until midnight

The bird I know shares her thoughts through the intimacy of her voice

The man I know has his own meaning of love

The man I know only allows others to take a glimpse of the bird, no more

The man I know screams from day until midnight

The man I know hides his fear behind his distant voice 

The bird I know

(c) André MC 

Estes textos que, generosamente, o André me permite a leitura, dão-me um certo orgulho na partilha. 

O André é um jovem de apenas 17 anos, o qual tenho a felicidade de me chamar de mãe. 

SILENCE - by André MC

Nota:

André MC é um jovem de apenas 17 anos, tentando encontrar na palavra escrita a profundidade daquilo que sente...

My heart never spoke what it thought

My heart said what you sought

I wanted to be there when everyone is not

I love you, but silence is all you got

Your heart never spoke what it thought

Now my heart bleeds, it cries, its red tears fill my room at night

My mouth is shut, silent as the dead with those words in my mind

Was I wrong, were you right,

No matter what wrongs you commit, my eyes will be blind

I can take the pain, to let go as time tries to heal my brain

But your silence makes me go insane

I was wrong, you were right, I lied, the pain kills my mind

The distance you make, I can't take

It was sudden, too soon

The words I wanted to say will never reach you

Our distance is further than that of the earth to the moon

So even amongst our silence

Can I still say that I love you?

©André MC 

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Photography, Leslie Avon Miller