Eve’s Child
I remember more sins than I would like to say
I drown in guilt, getting more distant from myself
Everyday…
It won’t vanish, even if I sin a little more or pray
I feel so filth, I look and things are not so well
So much decay…
I wish
Time could walk behind
So selfish
The sin is all mine
I know
Things can’t be worse, that’s fine
But it grows
The guilt inside my mind
Sinful child
Eve… Sweet mother…
…I’m Eve’s child…
But I want always more – Different ways of having fun
What’s left to ask for – Maybe I’ll ask the Sun
I’ll never be myself again – I hope to be when I die
I’ll never be free from sin – But is that a reason to cry?
“Eve’s Child”
António Eryx Santos
11:59/17-12-1996
Funchal – Ilha da Madeira