O seguinte poema está inglês porque traduzir poesia é o cúmulo. Perde a rima e o sentido (e me da preguiça)...
Times Like These...
Times like these...
Remind me of a new age
And bring back images from old days.
Times like these...
Can't be fully enjoyed,
because I can't have enough.
And are sometimes, something I already miss...
because I don't try to look tough.
It all comes to an end,
A nostalgia of things that are yet to come.
For what I do happens now and here; most definately not in vain
And I can't help but to be happy for it all.
Yet I feel sorrow for the same,
Resulting in satisfaction, over all.
To live, to lose, and to gain,
This is life
Welcome to the chain...
