Another morning

Um punhado de palavras vazias enchem a manhã.
A boca a saber a sangue
O pulsar do eco em mim traz-me à memória a fragilidade do ser
E mais uma vez o caminho é frio
Na fímbria da existência
Revejo-me na película amerelecida.
Nascem das vozes novos seres que não sei
Caminhos alheios com que me cruzo
Corpos que passam e procuram novos corpos
A volatilidade do querer
O efémero da posse
Acreditar no vazio.
Assim nascem sonhos
Que se desvanecem em cristais de prata
De retratos que o tempo apaga.
Procuro o calor em mim
Por saber que a única chama que carrego
É a minha.
O trilho agora pertence a outros que não eu.
Rendo-me à evidência do corpo morto.
Sem força para seguir
Recolho-me em pedaços e medito no meu regresso.
Noutra cor.
Arranco de mim a dor que fica
E esvazio-me.
Dói-me o peito.
E não consigo respirar.
Dói.me o corpo.
E aquela mão que afasto asfixia-me o coração.



Nothing ever seems to make you happy
Are you miserable babe
or are you just plain mean?

Is there no joy in you?
Well come on, don't keep me waiting
Your broken heart might bring you heaven - to heaven
but it will not bring you another morning,
another morning with Kathleen

Someone does you wrong you give away your whole life to prove it
You wear your pain with pride, you refuse to remove it
You become the evil that plays with you like a doll
Big rules only make our lives small

Was your voice never heard?
Well come on, you know we’re all listening
Justice will only bring you a prison - a prison
And it will not bring you another morning,
another morning with Kathleen

Now you’re the big expert with the truth
Now you’re all apple pie and you’re bulletproof
There must have been a short 5 minutes somewhere in your youth
But when you laughed like water breaking over the broken land
When you laughed like the wind burning the sun blind on your face
When you laughed like water breaking over the broken dam
When you laughed like the starting gun at the start of a race
I wanna smash the violins at the symphony
I wanna see you smile with a real simple melody
It's when you wake up and you're glad that you're breathing
It's when you wake up and you're glad that you're living
Well, that’s another morning
another morning with Kathleen.

mark eitzel, american music club- another morning