Close the doors in your darkest room
Open your eyes when the stars gloom
Put on your best pair of boots
And climb up to the highest mountains
Stay there for a while and just be silent
Or you can drink some water in the purest fountains
Cross those dusty roads into the valley
Oh! What a relief when around the fire
Life is so brief, death you shall embrace
Your work is not finished, do not sleep
If you fail to do it will anybody weep?
N. Afonso, 13.12.2011
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