Constantemente Inconstante

posso te sentir de olhos cerrados,                                     cercados de um bocado de outros ao redor, sem importância.    a verdade é que meus olhos nunca se fecham completamente,                                     te espio secretamento para esses outros.         a gente  (en) tende                                   a se olhar discretamente.        você sabe como me faz feliz                                 te ver sorrindo para o céu, deixando a música penetrar n'alma                             ...

I don't want you to don't go We are young, the world is our home I don't want to show you off shallow people make me want to scoff I don't want to count perks for a moment, It's not a competition, time is the only opponent I don't want you to tell me, or to give me something back I just want to feel free and share with you this track nothing more to think it's about natural sync All I want is you to be So I can care you inside me

I would wait for this moment all my life But it’s not quite right To grab me suddenly that I can 't escape this jab Hitting me like a stab Talking bullshit while holding my waist There is no time to waste If possible the impossible come close and let me taste I'm craving for cheating this gamble forget all the shit and embrace  I said we relate, it shouldn't be so straight it’s so fun to relate

Estamos conversando, olhando fundo nos olhos e sorrindo sorrisos graciosos de um contentamento indescritível, beirando o invisível, por algo tão simples. A felicidade às vezes mora na simplicidade genuína de momentos como esse. Deito minha cabeça em seu colo e meu sorriso se afunda em suas coxas, tornam suas ex-falas risadas e nossas málicas compartilhadas.  Você impregnado no meu inconsciente, de tão insiste, quase consciente.  Mesmo em momentos que absolutamente não faria nenhum sentido você me revisitar. Por quê? Por que você? É tão absurdo... Quando acordo é sempre um susto. Os sonhos são sempre leves e levianos. Incrivelmente entusiasmados com o  ridículo  do insensato. Cada expressão, cada gestos espremem trocas imaginárias que deixam resíduos no fundo de nossas mentes que  permanecem sedentas , talvez fique também um reflexo paralisado em nossos corpos. Um movimento que ficou por fazer... mas que nunca se fará. Absurdo! Feito faca de dois gu...

I don't want you to stay. I want you to go. I want you to keep going, keep doing what you do, keep being who you are or maybe go even further... Know more about you, who you really are - free of all influences and pressures. What do you truly like? What else do you want to try? Go for it. I want you to go for it. When we truly like someone, we want them to be happy, not to control them. We're not talking about possess something. It's being able to smile with the heart to see their happiness, to see them living irreplaceable experiences and emotions. That's life and I t's making them stronger, fuller, entire . How can someone stay if they're not entire?  We're doing the same, discovering, living, leaving. Let them go. Peacefully. Not being afraid of lose them, once people are not things to have, but humans with feelings, curiosities, doubts, ideas and much more to socialize, interact… to get along with. And maybe, share yourself with the ones that are worth...

The original text was written by Ruth Manus in Portuguese (click here to check it out: goo.gl/sweCuY ) and I decided to do an English version, so I could share it with my wandering friends that is passing or have passed through the same moment. Fly: eternal envy and frustration that man carries in his chest every time he sees a bird in the sky. We learn to do a million things, but flying... Flying life does not let us do. Perhaps by knowing that we humans learn to belong too much to places and people. And in this case, being able to fly would cause crisis hard to bear, among the temptation to go and need to stay. Very well. Then the man kept going and created the wheel. The Kombi. The scooter. The Harley. The Boeing 737. And we found that even without wings could fly. But the big trouble comes when we realized he could go with no date to return. And so they began to emerge the brave ones who left their cities of hunger and misery to try to feed the family in the capital...