When is gray my heart
the rain and night sounds so loud
I can't say why and what
I jump to the big moon
The golden cloud over the world
In my old ship with horses of fire
There is a magic tree with singing apples
Another language in my art
And sea is just like a rainbow
A kingdom I can go higher
And becoming blue come to home soon
Afonso Lima
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