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Se algum dia você se lembrar de mim, gostaria que fosse doce e que lhe trouxesse um sorriso.
Pois mesmo que as mãos tenham se separado, importa que um dia elas se uniram. Mesmo que os laços tenham se desfeito, mesmo que palavras tenham sido ditas displicentemente, mesmo que o coração tenha acelerado por uma leve brisa que passou e nunca mais vai voltar e que você não consiga acreditar que foram bons ventos... Mesmo assim, importa que tudo teve seu valor.
Importa que um dia a gente se olhou e se reconheceu ali, mesmo que brevemente... Importa que um dia eu sorri e você sorriu de volta... Importa que um dia a gente sonhou com muita fé, a mesma fé que tem os desesperados, porque a gente se desesperou sim, se desesperou na ânsia de viver, na ânsia de chegar, na ânsia de estar... Importa que a gente "chegou um dia a acreditar que tudo era pra sempre, sem saber que pra sempre sempre acaba"... Importa tudo isso, importa tudo aquilo, importa sim...
"É preciso amar as pessoas como se não houvesse amanhã, porque se você parar pra pensar, na verdade não há"... E não houve. Mas importa que ontem a gente se viu. E amanhã quem sabe? Ninguém sabe...
If you ever remember me, wish it could be sweet and make you smile.
Cause even if our hands have broken apart, what matters is that they were together. Even if the laces between us have fade away, even if we have said words carelessly, even if the heart have beaten faster for a light breeze that went by and might never come again and even if you can't believe that it was a good wind... Even if a lot of things, what matters is that everything's worth.
It matters that one day we looked at each other and recognized ourselves there, even briefly... It matters that one day I smiled and you smiled me back... It matters that one day we faithfuly dreamed, with the same faith of the desperate, because, yes, we dispaired, dispaired at the thirst of life, in the rush to reach, in the anxiety to be... It matters that one day we believed that everything was forever without knowing that forever always ends up... All of this, all of that, matters, yes it matters...
You have to love people like there's no tomorrow, because if you stop to think about it actually there's none... And it really wasn't. But what matters is that yesterday we were together. Who knows about tomorrow? Nobody knows...
If you ever remember me, wish it could be sweet and make you smile.
Cause even if our hands have broken apart, what matters is that they were together. Even if the laces between us have fade away, even if we have said words carelessly, even if the heart have beaten faster for a light breeze that went by and might never come again and even if you can't believe that it was a good wind... Even if a lot of things, what matters is that everything's worth.
It matters that one day we looked at each other and recognized ourselves there, even briefly... It matters that one day I smiled and you smiled me back... It matters that one day we faithfuly dreamed, with the same faith of the desperate, because, yes, we dispaired, dispaired at the thirst of life, in the rush to reach, in the anxiety to be... It matters that one day we believed that everything was forever without knowing that forever always ends up... All of this, all of that, matters, yes it matters...
You have to love people like there's no tomorrow, because if you stop to think about it actually there's none... And it really wasn't. But what matters is that yesterday we were together. Who knows about tomorrow? Nobody knows...
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