A FALTA QUE SUA MELODIA FAZ

Renato Ferraz

Ele não era um pássaro comum,

sabia a hora que eu acordava

e vinha cantar com prazer.

Todas as manhãs fazia serenata na minha janela.

Era meu despertador natural.

Cantava até eu acordar.

Certo dia, antes de clarear
havia algo estranho no ar

Alguém o havia visto estressado

Bateu asas e voou apressado

Não apareceu mais
São várias as suposições.

Sua ausência deixou a saudade
Cantava sorrindo. Cantava com a alma.
Dava um sentido diferente à vida.

Ele era encantador. Cantava profundamente o amor.
Depois que partiu, deixou um enorme vazio                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
Daqueles que fere o coração.
E que, sem achar, procura uma explicação.