Carelessness
Life, wayfarer does not get tired.
Translates into heavenly forms and shine.
By bringing in its wake a hope.
After so much pain, I marvel;
With eyes that light up singing and dancing.
I see you in a clear and beautiful trail,
The light of hope has reached you.
In a lake, fine love, sweet refrain,
Chimeras and disguises, false fears ...
The delusions of magical woman.
In the background, is revealing the secrets.
In the seas the mountains fury cease,
Roads where luck you please,
Your dreams dictating verses; sweet carelessness ...
LOURES
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