Queria

Queria que estivesse aqui comigo
Cada pessoa que gosto
Que está em cada canto do mundo
Eu que aprendo tanto sobre o desapego
Acabo me prendendo a cada fiapo de memória
Queria que estivesse aqui comigo
Cada pessoa que gosto
Que vem e vão comigo
Que fazem parte da minha história
Que repartem meu coração pelo mundo

Look at you... You mad

I see many people I know
drawn by the sea and the water stream
fangs of the virtual world
swallowed up in packs of ideas.
Grief, deep distress and sadness.
sharing only the worst,
seeing the darkness in the other
and weakening themselves without compassion.
Perhaps the implosion of this in reality is unavoidable
and the many parts of our bodies on all sides.
Peace and individual consciousness has never before challenged so much collective consciousness.
It has never been so difficult to touch these ideals.
You have to be a giant to be whole and move on.
Stay strong. Don't mad.