quinta-feira, 23 de julho de 2015



I must get back to where I should never have left,
My place, my home
the place that belongs to me and only me
because I am not insignificant
and who needs me about me
I must get back to being able to find peace
not lose the ability to think
and say goodbye to madness
I must go back even with a piece of me missing
even dressed in torn rags
and barefoot
I need to go back and find out
that where I am queen never be beggar
begging for a dry bread that is another
never miss me fresh water and shade and breeze
I must get back to my perfect place
and chain me there ...

Débora Garcia