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"Matei-o" - Teatro

O resultado da junção de 9 monólogos da obra "crimes exemplares" de Max Aub foi este, com confissões peculiares de personagens que no fundo... só queriam sossego, coitadas... https://www.facebook.com/antonysousa10/videos/vb.100000047167396/1201844059827155/?type=2&theater

Silence

Mixed sounds surround me
All the time, no matter where
It doesn't seem fair
That I can't enjoy my silence

I swear I'm no creep

I just want to understand
How things breathe
You don't have to leave
I'd love to enjoy it with you
It'd evolve to: Our silence
It doesn't have to make sense
To others, we are weirdos

Listen to that whisper

The cold outside talks
While we have our summer
Inside this walls
We are free though
What a lovely voice
Those eyes sing perfectly
Here comes the chorus
Look at me now
Oh my... you're a lotus flower

My silence, it's so quiet in here

Our silence, so loud in my heart
I can't feel my mind, so what?
My flower, don't think
Our minds are resting in each other thoughts
Silence... nice to meet you.

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