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It is written that death

Is followed by a dream

A dream whose length only The Father knows

And a promise was also given

That The Son would awaken

The ones who fell asleep with a pure heart

Many faithful hearts are sleeping and dreaming

Peacefully waiting for their morning to come

You are also among them

You sleep and dream

Maybe we who love you

Come to your dreams

Just like you’re coming to ours

And so together with us

You are still living in time

Through which we’re travelling with hope

That your morning

Will be our morning as well

Thank you Ayrton




I don‘t care too much

For springs in bloom

Full of light

Of songs

I prefer those

Which come with rain

Serious and quiet

Like autumns

In which the only song there is

Is the one sang by the heart…


I love when the trees

Hide their leaves shivering

And the wind under the weight

Of its grey wet dress

Is silent

And tired…

I love when tears of rain

Fall gently onto the grass

Gently asleep

And the flowers

Bloom bashfully

Also for those

Who are no longer here…


These are the springs I prefer

From the time when

On a sunny day in May

My father has gone away



I have just found him

And didn‘t get to tell him

Not even thank you

For the given childhood

And didn‘t get to whisper

Not even that I love him

And he was already gone

And it was Sunday

And everything, everything was lit up by the sun

Singing about life…


The springs return

And in each there is my childhood


And prefers more

Tears of rain

To May

Full of songs…


Saudade – portuguese word expressing very complex feelings. It in the same time means longing as well as sadness, loneliness, sorrow, melancholy, memory, spleen… Brazilian writer and historian Joaquim Nabucco (1849-1910) says that through saudade we can express sadness over what is far away, sorrow when being separated, all scale of loss of loved people and things. People engrave this word on tombstones… Exiles feel saudade for their countries, sailors for their families, lovers for each other at the moment they can‘t be together, people feel saudade for their homes, books, friends, childhood, for the days of their lives…