Ser sábio...

Da loucura que me fez brilhante
Só sobrou-me um resto de realidade,
Vivi cada momento e cada instante.
Com muita intensidade.

Tenho saudades de um passado
Que não esta assim tão distante,
Componho-me sóbrio e apressado,
Para um futuro relevante.

Não choro pelo pássaro que voou
O que tenho nas mãos é o importante,
Conservo intacto tudo o que sobrou
Um pouco além do nada já e o bastante.

Viver do passado é ignorar o presente
É sonhar acordado e viver divagando,
Ser sábio, porém..., É guardar dentro da gente,
Tudo o que, ao longo da vida fomos aprendendo;
E ensinando.
Não torne sua vida irrelevante.

Be wise...

Madness that made me bright
Only left me a rest from reality
I lived every moment and every moment.
With great intensity.

I'm longing for a past
What is not so far away,
Compose myself sober and rushed,
For a relevant future.

Do not cry for the bird that flew
What I have in my hands is important
Cherish all that remains intact
A little beyond nothing's ever enough.

Living in the past is to ignore this
Is daydreaming and wandering live,
Be wise, though ... It's keeping inside of us,
All that were lifelong learning;
And teaching.
Do not make your life irrelevant.
  
Madness that made me bright
Only left me a rest from reality
I lived every moment and every moment.
With great intensity.

I'm longing for a past
What is not so far away,
Compose myself sober and rushed,
For a relevant future.

Do not cry for the bird that flew
What I have in my hands is important
Cherish all that remains intact
A little beyond nothing's ever enough.

Living in the past is to ignore this
Is daydreaming and wandering live,
Be wise, though ... It's keeping inside of us,
All that were lifelong learning;
And teaching.
Do not make your life irrelevant.