THE LIGHT THAT THEY I would bring you.
The light that you would fool me,
I did not bring even a faint light.
That I felt homesick risen;
On the wings of love, a firefly!
Carry the little that remains,
The pain, fear, jealousy point of,
Fierce the doubt, be who I am?
Cannot prosecute your perfume,
Forgive me if I can be with you,
My scream no more matter to you.
In the evening, asleep, I cannot,
Knowing how much pain will bring infinite
Not even know if the star shines
As I dictate the time and will be left...
Loures
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