Primavera, cantora solitária

queimando tumultuosamente

no coracão, este amor permanece

como mil espadas gemendo

Este chamado, insatisfeito

não me pertence

não é minha voz

sim, meu irmão, é um demônio em minha própri'alma

Nós dois juntos, não mais!

She was leaving the castle after another insignificant talk with other governesses. While reaching the knob of the door, he called her:

-Countess, wait!

Her face took a serious countenance as something really serious was about to be revealed.

He looked down and started to explain with many pauses, that he would not be able to tutor her daughter this week.

The Countess was longing to hear something of vital importance and she was staring at him with all her attention.

She left the castle not relieved. She knew it was not what he wanted to say.

 Things I am grateful for

-Not getting all I want (I learn to trust the God/universe)

-boundaries as a tool for peace (boundaries are not rejection)

-small and deep talks

-me being able to move 

-uncomfortable truths

-handmade cookies 

With you, some people will talk and talk

and it does not mean anything

others will look at you

and it will say everything

With you, some people will have fun

others will just touch your hand 

and it will be more powerful than the sun

 My head says

"do not fall in love again

you will be hurt"

and here I am

fighting against all my reasons

to part from you

My soul says the opposite

"she is worth your time, your dedication"

a little glimpse of your dark eyes

and my soul just goes into flames

- Solvarg

Louder

There is nothing louder

Than two people that love each other

But never dared to say

due to fear of rejection.

 I have not figure out my purpose in life yet

But being around you is good enough 

Even if one day you will be only memories

It does not matter what language you speak

The only one necessary is the language of the soul

I hope you find someone who can understand this one 

so you do not waste your time translating it