sexta-feira, 25 de novembro de 2011

My eyes

My eyes

Abandoned my eyes my beloved,
in front of the gate where do you live thou.
I do not see, in this world, nothing else,
have to find you, urgently.
Now without my eyes as I do?
Stumble on my ways and lose the direction.
In so much that and have nothing
without my eyes roaming no destination.
I ask my love for charity since my eyes,
without your eyes see nothing,
so much love at to return clarity,
Without colors, my life is so empty.
I want to meet in your eyes and my eyes, in your eyes, dip ...

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