Give me something to believe in,
‘cause this body can’t hold its soul anymore.
Show me green lands with fountains,
some place my heart has never been before.
Where it may keep on beating, nice and slow,
at this very magical moment tomorrow.
A fortress for my blood and mind,
somewhere special only few can find.
(*) JERRY MILL é membro-fundador da ARL (Academia Rondonopolitana de Letras)
