Meia cura

See the leaves how slow they tumble down

Covering the green and yellow lawn

As proof of what has been and what will come

Enjoying hazy lights of early dawn

It ain't good enough

Good enough, good enough to try and not succeed 

Anger never dies

It's part of live

It's part of you

The end will cease the fire

And make us accept

We tend to lose

(Hooverphonic)

Ausência de relevância

conviver com erros.

Equilibrar o cheio com o vazio,

encontro de rios 

contraditórios.

Vaza o leite do peito

Míngua a língua no seio.

Singularidades não acolhidas.

No quadro geral,

a mulher amadura 

e se desnuda dos clichês sentimentais.

Mornidão corporal

solidão existencial.

Lagarta largada

pupa fatigada,

cobiça envergadura das asas:

léguas a desvanecer.

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly

I'll do what it takes 'til I touch the sky

And I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change and breakaway

Out of the darkness and into the sun

But I won't forget all the ones that I love

I'll take a risk, take a chance, make a change and breakaway.

(kelly Clarkson)