so,

where did you go, Didi?
what did you see?

was it the death of an old fiancé,
that made you look so distant
so blasé?

and i would like to say so much
i feel i still should write some more
but all the words that fits the best
guess they have all been said before

"if I only had words
I would say
all the beautiful things that I see
when you're with me,
oh, my Dindi"

eu grito alto e me pergunto
se você pode me ouvir

mas talvez você não saiba
que eu ainda nem dormi

when i get bored and return
to the mountains of my homeland
i'll remember all the statues
narrow streets
the sky
the sand

i'll remember the long journey
to stare childlike at the sea
and i'll remember the bright corners
of your closed sweet smiling mouth,
Didi


:)