Open sky, a shelter

I don't know who I am

I don't know where I'm going.

I don't remember the day I got here

But I remember the day you arrived.

The signs advised me

The signs warned me

But the universe and my heart didn't help. 

And here we are, standing on the same splitter that much water flow into.

So many doubts and certainties

The same place where so many people loved each other.

And we live here, in the open sky

but you are my refuge,

The reason for every smile.

I don't belong anywhere

I don't know of my family tree

And I have no answer.

I can't explain the reason for my delay

I can't explain why I can't go

You became my heart, my tree, my soul, my place

the translation of each song.

You became each memory

and here,

and now.

Just one love

But any representation of my trajetory.

Probably a pain

But a happiness, for sure.

I don't know how to sleep,

I don't know how to describe this feeling,

Don't know where I'm going.

I do not remember the day I arrived here

But I remember the day you arrived.

No one else but Me

Just like my shoe
Everything has two sides.
Sometimes even three, who knows?
We can have how many sides we want to.

My shoe is black in the outside, 
but in the inside, it's pink like nothing else but a passionate girl.
It's pink like nothing but a happy day.
It's pink like nothing but a good news.
It's pink like nothing but love.
It's pink like no one else but Me.

It drives me to everywhere 
There are some places I wanna go, but there are some that I want to stay away.
Sometimes I think it always change its colour
The outside is the same, 
but the inside, is different always and forever,
All the time.

Yesterday, it was blue, today is red.
But it's always pink, 
like no one else but Me.

Large hole

I have some problems about giving up ...
Things keep repeating in my head,
and I just keep hoping that they will disappear in a large hole
But they will not.

Sometimes I have strange dreams and intriguing that make me forget about them for a moment
But the next minute, they turn to the same torment.
Why can not I just give up?
My mind controls me and puts me in a state of madness
All these things are eating me up inside
It's as if nothing ever taught me enough
And I'm still hurting.

I'm tired.
Tired physically, emotionally
and irritated by these mental ghosts.
Why the past can not be left behind?
I don't want this disruption, I just want what this disappear in a large hole.