LUMINAIRES

LUMINAIRES

Lying beneath the moon immensity,
The scene repeats itself and translates me
The immense wonder made in light
Leaving behind the loneliness,
How could they know and in vain
A new face in life sometimes entices
And if both the designs and thus proposed
The time abounds in size,
Seeing your eyes clear, intense night,
My soul in your soul reward
The nights of the past, lonely,
And while I see in you is reflected
Luck often persecuted
Bringing into the room, lamps ...



MARCOS LOURES