Sua Impossível Chance

Only smiled later
From what she cried the day before
With her hand on her forehead
She dried her eyes
She knows that smiling is good
And who doesn't hate
Suffering the wait
For the one she always loved
There is always
The small chance
For the impossible to happen
To bury the world
Like an avalanche
Just so that only
You and I remain
Would be enough for the world
To exist anywhere