25 novembro 2014

Secret Poema

We Broke the glass
and talk dirty word,
There is no bad about it
We are Only happy beings.

Who pays our bills is us
You like it or not,
What we want is happiness
Spread smiles in the town.

Peanuts and Summer Beer
and she was with me, smiling
She was tired
and after work
wanted to rest.

And we saw in
by the rain,
we dance in pools
and walked bus

happy smile
and we lay,
While the outside world
We abandoned ...

What for the world?
Only we are happy beings,
broken glasses
and talk dirty word,
For us, without fear
freed of peace.