HopeHigh up on the twelfth floor of the Year
Lives a crazy lady called Hope And she thinks that when all the sirens All horns All reco-recos (drums) play Throw herself And… - O delicious flight! She will be found miraculously unscathed on the sidewalk, Again child ... And around her the people will ask: - What's your name, little girl with green eyes? And she will tell them (They need to be told everything again!) She will tell them very slowly, so that they don't forget: - My name is H-O-P-E… Mario Quintana (Brazilian poet) |