Saudades do Tempo

Longing for the time, for the old moments
Of past years that went with the wind
Smiles, memories, beautiful feelings
Of transformations and rebirths

Beaches, late-night trips
Our routine was hitting the road
Always happy without thinking about anything
The most beautiful landscape is the smile of the beloved

Counting the stars, silver mantle
Feeling the warmth of a tight hug
My mouth touching your lips
Moon shining with Bob on the radio

In cloudy mornings, good humor prevailed
Life was a game, no marked cards
Night by the fire, good music playing
Among the smoke, many laughs

As if your ears could breathe
The sound invaded the body, as if it were air
The sound took shape, feeling of well-being
Moments of magic, many ways to love

Lipstick marks on the edge of a plastic cup
In the chest euphoria, hugs, easy laughter
And with strangers, creating bonds
Exuding joy, she was the owner of her steps
Admirable consciousness like the colors on a canvas
Her eyes had the brightness of watercolor hues
Her hair in the wind was the most beautiful landscape
Had the complexity of a modern Venus

Ascended to the blue sky in her own thoughts
She didn't think about her future, she was the moment
I saw the tips of her feet on the cold cement
Between looks, my desire, populate her thoughts