Verdes Anos
Dulce Pontes
Green Years
It was love
That came and went
Both of us being together
It was a warmth that cooled
Without before or after
It was a secret
With no one to hear
There were mistakes and there was fear
Death laughing
At our green years
It was time that dried up
The flower that was not yet
As autumn arrived
In place of spring
In our blood flowed
A wind of being alone
Night was born and it was day
And the day ended in us
