Says is you It reason to everything to be here?
I inside feel the weight of the things
and the air of me
Sample that still I exist
To little I feel thus
To the sundays I do not see the world
to you is bad Already I showed what
I went to hide Where I always go you
I see me I dissimulate
I did not ache and say that nor
I perceived Will be that tá all good?
I answer that yes I think: you guess
Everything what I am or what I made
taste of C cedilha it do not drip mine "is" .