Saudades do Tempo

Missing the times, the old moments
Of the past years that went with the wind
Smiles, memories, beautiful feelings
Of transformations and rebirths

Beaches, early morning trips
Our routine was to hit the road
Always happy without thinking about anything
The most beautiful landscape is the smile of the beloved

I counted the stars in silver cloak
I felt the warmth of a tight hug
I made my mouth touch your lip
The moon lit up with Bob on the radio

On cloudy mornings, good humor prevailed
Life was a game, with no marked cards
The night in the fire, a good sound that rolled
Amidst the smoke, several laughs

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

Lipstick marks on the rim of a plastic cup
Euphoria in my chest, hugs, easy laughter
And with strangers, he continued, creating bonds
She exuded joy and was the owner of her steps
Consciousness as admirable as the paints on a canvas
Her eyes had the brightness of watercolor colors
Her hair in the wind was the most beautiful landscape
It had the complexity of a modern Venus

He ascended to the blue sky in his own thoughts
She didn't think about her future, she was the moment
I saw the tips of your toes on the cold cement
Between glances, I wish to populate your thoughts