FAITH
Whenever the night
Comes into your heart
And asks you to stay,
Just look at the moon
And say: very soon
Comes another day...
Whenever the pain
Takes place in your soul,
Struggles and remains,
Remember tomorrow
There`ll be no more sorrow,
The sun shines again...
And even when old
With strenght for no more,
Some haze in your eyes,
Wrinkles on your face,
No crying or moaning!
There´s always a morning,
A new coming space!
Maria João Brito de Sousa - 2004