Irmao - Luminaria

Irmao I won’t disappear

Iramo When you’re waking up

All your senses, all your feelings

Irmao — I am not your god

Iramo — Come take my arm

Irmao When your closing up

To the real world, away from dreams

Irmao — I am not your god

You aren’t an icon of past

You aren’t an opaque flash forward

You are the fragments of looking glass

Broken, but reflective

We have yet time

To rend our garments

To look out the window

Did destiny change it’s mind

To empty the eyes of despair

Overboundance

We have yet enough time

And I am not your god

But weak and imperfect

Although I can be your humble monastery

Where you may deposit

Doubts, anger or reveries

Don’t recede towards an abstract space

Before the time prescribed

Before this compulsory separation

I can show you the charm of ordinary day

Elementary colors

Leave your dreams of solitude

Fake misanthropic reality

Let’s enjoy the true presence

I’m a sacred vase with divine breath