I sent for the clowns
to make me laugh.
A smile is not enough
to whom suffers so much.
I sent for funny people
with their crazy jokes
to be happy in a circus
and to forget
and to forget more and more
laughing…
I sent for the clowns
to make me laugh,
to dry my tears
to forget my suffering
with a new paragraph…
To fall in love again
with someone else
in a crazy love
without suffering or pain.
So I sent for the clowns
to make me laugh
and not to be myself in vain…
Dez.88.05
segunda-feira, fevereiro 07, 2005
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