Início | Versos | Prosas | Músicas | Sobre Mim Traduzir Poema      


Blind Date

It doesn't matter if the weather is cold or hot.
The eyes, the lips, the cheeks, these things I do care a lot!

Climbing up the stairs, there was a smile to me:
the best start that a vague blind date could be.

It doesn't matter if he's dressed in red or blue,
we talked gently and it sounded entirely true.

Well, it's quite brave telling the truth in a first date.
I admired the coincidences and enjoyed the mate.

It doesn't matter if it's her or him.
What is important to me is being kindly, smart, charming...

(This last bad rhyme was another
but I couldn't write it, being him or her.)


(Júlio B.)
www.000webhost.com