twenty-six twenty-six

my soul is the sad garden moth
my soul is the clouds the sun and the moon
my soul is the stars my soul is the cold nights my soul is the leaves of jaboticaba and its fruits sweeter than a guava sweeter than a sweet lemon
my soul is the sad garden moth
my soul is the clouds the sun and the moon
my soul is the stars my soul is the cold nights my soul is the leaves of jaboticaba and its fruits sweeter than a guava sweeter than a sweet lemon

twenty -seven twenty-seven

my soul is the sad butterfly of the garden
my soul is the clouds the sun and the moon
all the rolinhas and juritis
my soul is the stars my soul is the cold nights my soul is the leaves of the jaboticaba and its fruits sweeter than a guava sweeter than a sweet lemon my soul is all the doves of the garden

twenty-eight twenty-eight

I like the dew
I like the serene
I like winter
I like autumn and dew
I like snow
And from the dewy nights
dewy nights I love you
I like you and I really want to see you.
Wetting the dry land
I like the cold of every snowfall
I like to see the hummingbirds.
Kissing the Wild Roses
Kisses flowers kissing the flowers of the green jaboticabeiras
I like when you're here my morning of the morning of winter
I like it when you look at me like that
like a night of stars and moon