Night owns everything in it
The master over fate´s walk, out of a gate
Sons frustrated, the light that pours from the open lounge door
Hope and mercy inside the night´s clutches
As man leaves that light and those children
He knows how their lives will be different
The gate closing and the glow slowly dimming from that house
Into the lonely cold streets not even a stray dog in sight
The goodbye is spoken in a sad silent whisper
Streetlights illuminate a new path one that goes uphill before it descends
But one that holds a miracle that is the reality of love
From where the grasshopper jumps she comes
She gives me the word to forget the cold
The old sadness that is hard to clean off the surface of the heart is wiped by her hand
I want to open the gate from where she lives
That gate so north, that warmth where new love must be born.
(For Maira Cristiane Cardoso)
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