domingo, 20 de febrero de 2011

Charlize Theron




Woman, woman Charlize Theron
African dream of every man
you're born and raised in that great land
far away from where I was born
I think sometimes, I think alone
how much you suffered for that man
your Mum had to kill by the hand
and how that striked you to the bone

I think how it was to be near
to that struggle of whites and blacks
that stabbed your nation by the back
making it bleed so many years
making it shed so many tears
until reasson achieve to act
and made the people see the fact
of the claims they refused to hear

I would like to know who you are
despite my chances are so few
a dream that will never come true
a no one with a movie star
but I don't feel falling apart
I feel just fine, I really do
I like to speak this way to you
because I feel I'm doing art

Anne Hathaway





Celtic godess, Anne Hathaway
renegate from Papism you are
defending your brother perhaps
you try to cast such threats away
to England's Queen you seem to pray
to a woman who lives that far
God damm how beatifull you are
Such charming woman may I say
with your beatiful and huge mouth
my mind sometimes likes to have fun
me here in this very far land
far from your world, far in the south
I want to express this words now
before my remains turn to sand
It's sad I don't agree with you
visions as far as west from east
being a papist is what I do
that's the faith where I see the truth
I don't just attend to the feasts
I'm some kind of catholic beast
from the worst kind you ever knew
Now I must say you good bye
I would like to know you some day
but that's difficult, may I say
as make the day to become night
as win a war without a fight
as talk to God without a pray
as rare as having snow in may
as you liking me holding you tight
good bye, good bye.