Eu, Poema
Vocal Livre
Me, Poem
Pen and paper, the artist's soul
Slowly records a piece of yourself
Dreaming of impressing another's heart
Dreaming of making your name known
I'm the blank staff, the unpainted canvas
I'm an empty stage and the audience waits, pour out your art
I'm your poem, write
Tell your story, fill with details, the space is all yours
Declare your love in me, and whoever reads me, understand
Even without finishing your masterpiece, invite your art to the exhibition
Dreaming of impressing another's heart
Dreaming of making your name known
I'm the blank staff, the unpainted canvas, I'm an empty stage
And the audience waits, pour out your art, I'm your poem, write
Tell your story, fill with details, the space is all yours
Declare your love in me, and whoever reads me, understand
Declare your love in me, and whoever reads me, understand