The boy, They were playing the music

They were playing the music.
The boy heard it.
He took the things, and started the march.
I saw how he was going on.
How the road was growing up,
I saw how I’ll never see him again,
any more.
I knew I went along with him,
for more.
I feel he crossed the water,
I feel he crossed the fire,
I feel he walked o land,
I feel he crossed the wind.
I know she feel what we are able to build up.
We know how.
I never looked back the happiness,
lost that road along.
I knew.
I knew.

Lisboa, 5 de Abril de 2009.