An inexistent song healed my last dream
It was the name of a woman I loved
Sounds of past lives, lost kisses, gazes I forgot
Maybe the Diva in me has reborn
And I need to remember who I was
to take my darkest hat and make life shine
My hand made me draw my biggest smile
in the H O R I Z O N of millions people's eyes
Why couldn't I see in anything else
than black or white?
I was afraid of being this free again
Of making my story become so real
Of being the river which survived
my own sea, one more night with myself
[...]
An inexistent song healed my last dream
Maybe I can be the sister of the most powerful storm,
transformed in ashes, in the wife of Fire
In the most real illusion.
Irene Castro
2018/10/10
It was the name of a woman I loved
Sounds of past lives, lost kisses, gazes I forgot
Maybe the Diva in me has reborn
And I need to remember who I was
to take my darkest hat and make life shine
My hand made me draw my biggest smile
in the H O R I Z O N of millions people's eyes
Why couldn't I see in anything else
than black or white?
I was afraid of being this free again
Of making my story become so real
Of being the river which survived
my own sea, one more night with myself
[...]
An inexistent song healed my last dream
Maybe I can be the sister of the most powerful storm,
transformed in ashes, in the wife of Fire
In the most real illusion.
Irene Castro
2018/10/10
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