Victor Requião

The bluest light came from the dark sky
While I woke up during the night and faced up the moon at the window
Which was not showing me anything, but there I was awake.

Calmly, nothing in mind, except the being of myself
And the pleasure on my own.
When returning to bed, deeply I got asleep
To carry the world's burden in the next day.

But now I am singing, and that's all that matters...



(The Beatles - With A Little Help From My Friends)