Faz de Conta

It was clear
Water mirror
Perfection that the stone destroyed

A wave
Another wave
Other waves and it never ends

Now it's the center
Of the movement
At any moment it can overflow

When the stone fell into the water
When the mirror
Hit the ground

Who was by your side?
Who was right?

The stone sank
The wave flooded
Make believe I was nicer!
Make believe I was nicer!

Bags packed
From now on
Maybe further away, less bad
Disenchantment in the throat
Make believe I was nicer!