Souvenirs
Remembered a past life
Memories do not wish to save
The tears and anguish
They were inside of me
I remember the birds
Making dawns
Sorrows and regrets
Much disappointment
The tears that the tears
I offered
These are tears of resources passengers
Broken and played undisciplined
I clearly remember it all
It was past! Sad, but it was
If you live in regrets
Die
Writer/s: Guilherme
