Is there a kingdom that all your clothes the night and women who are there with you are so many, my friend, are riddles of sorrow that We men do not ever disband. How to burn tears seem endless as nobody sees the wounds that you carry inside you. In the rain of God sometimes drowns but clean memories before it's too late. Look at the sun when it comes down and turns golden and purple sea the beauty in you does not disappear because you know it can never return the sun. And if the storm passes and the wind rushes are you fold even stronger than the oaks and then you also evil can not harm you. A gold crutch to get to heaven women chasing love. Sometimes, my friend, you can almost fly but men are not angels. You weep in their place you have chosen for this and hide his face because the pain is shining. A mystery that never we understand if you get lost in life will not stop the music. Look at the sun when it comes down and turns golden and purple sea the beauty in you Never goes away because you know that the sun can come back after dark the sun will rise. And if the storm passes are the first to find the item you queens always light and hell and then also evil can not harm you . ALDA MERINI | |
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