Hold my hand, <br />Please, hold it, <br />I feel lonely, very lonely, <br />I want a friend hand, confident, <br />So that I can go ahead. <br />Hold me! <br />Hug me! <br />Sometimes I feel myself falling down, <br />Twisting with my solitude, <br />I shout, nobody answers, <br />Only the nigth, with its silence <br />And its darkness <br />Just a star shining, <br />As wanting to show, <br />The way to tread. <br />I walk lonely, as in the past, <br />Sobbing as always. <br />I feel cold in my soul, <br />Just a tear calm me down. <br />Lonely, very lonely! ... <br />My heart complains <br />Please! Listen to my scream! <br />Hold my hand, <br />Please, hold it! ... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />UMBELINA FROTA <br />Tradução – Nelson Francisco de Andrade<br /><br />UMBELINA FROTA Linhares Pimenta Bastos<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/please-39/
