on the verge of the word XX

Fotografia: MP Fujo com medo dos passos, do silêncio. Neste salão de baile que são as memorias, assusto-me com a dança das palavras. E, em todos os salões e praças de silêncio encontro todas as palavras que temo, dou-lhe as minhas mãos e aprendo a dançar. I see my dark angel passing by, Singing her melody. Trying hard to touch the sky and fly; Always trying to be strong and free. Don’t be ashamed of anything, Don’t be afraid of anything, In this way. Oh my sweet dark angel, sing this song with me. Oh my sweet dark angel, I just want your company. I listen to her voice singing I’m pretty sure, A melody full of grace. I know that you want more Always fighting for your time and space. Oh my sweet dark angel, sing this song with me. Oh my sweet dark angel, I just want your company. Fly in the dark or in the bright light, Don’t be scared, you’d never fall. You know that life is a fight And sometimes you’ve got to break the wall. Oh my sweet dark angel, sing this song with me. Oh my sweet dark angel, I just want your company.