Internacionalizar um pouco isto :p
I felt like a leaf in the storm,
I couldn’t know which way to fly,
The happiness, The warm,
Were right under my bed,
I was to afraid to verify.
But fear passes, as time goes,
And you get tired to be sad.
You get control of your moves,
You learn that smiling is not a crime,
And quit searching for prooves,
For the one person, the one time.
Once times happen a lot,
And loving is long, long shot.