Monday, August 17, 2015

Wherever I am




































From Bafatá's red earth, 
To Maputo's avenues via my suburban asphalt,
From Paris pavements,
To Copa Cabana's warm sand,
I dragged my bohemian soul and broken heart, 
Keeping the faith with a smile on my face,
And here I am dancing under Sosua's sun,
My daughter Malia in my arms,
Finally, wherever I am, I can be only me...

Words by me.

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