I have always known that I was adopted, but that was about the extent of my knowledge regarding my biological family. Except for a few scattered picture here and there, I had no contact with them for many many years. One picture that stood out was of a little girl who was my sister. I would sometimes hear about my biological brother’s progress through life, but never anything about her, which naturally made her much more interesting. Her name was Andrea, and I wrote a song about her. The song is in Portuguese, so this is a translation.
April 08 2009
I don't remember you but even so I have much to tell you about the streets which I have walked only to meet you My sister, you are so small - Just a picture as a memory to keep Andrea You don't remember me anymore maybe you never even met me but I know that you exist there on the side of the world where my dreams have dragged me My sister, you are so small A picture, such a distant image Andrea My sister - I am thinking of you. a.p.t.