I woke up with a deep desire of opening my window and fly away,
Where to fly and why I can’t say.
This is a kind of wird desire that we have once in a while.
I want to be the bird of the chronicle story of Rubem Alves,
And fly through out different lands that would make me change,
And after changing, have a deep longing to get back.
Where to return to and why I can’t say.
I want to feel longing, but also to stop feeling this way. Longing for what, for whom, for where I can’t say.
Will this feeling be gone some day?
I can´t say!