My saudade

Watch the news
Hear what they have to say
Same old things
I've got the blues.

More of them dying
War killing the innocent
War killing all
I am crying.

They attack with an air raid
Or attack with a spell.
No love for us,
I hate my saudade.

Let me in, shouting out
Not allowed, No entry
Without hope where are we to go?
What is love all about?

I find such hate
Within the world
Why so much war?
Are we too late?


Please, I say in my head
Save me from my saudade
Save me from my longing, and my envy
And then it's to late, we're dead.