domingo, 29 de novembro de 2009

New Moon


'T was a cold night

The wind blew, the birds flew

And the moon shines


'T was an old man

Lived tired, screamed high

Rolling in the sand


'T was a cold night

The trees swang, screech sang

And the moon shines


'T was a young wolf

The strongest, walked alone

Just a roar, dead at road


'T was a small town

Where the beast at least

Lived hidden down


Now, what is it?

A man, a wolf?

No. It's just the hazard

When was a cold night

And moon shines



Daniel Santos (8º período do Curso de Letras Língua Inglesa da UVA)

Presidente do NELI