ROADS OF THE PAST
I do not care this sun, which shines both
On the roads that lead to the past.
The future we hope marvel
And it shows how good it is to be so loved...
Hope brought a more serene
Have a very happy new day.
I love you and wish you well, brunette,
Passion that this chest reborn.
I no longer felt that fears
Neither wants more pain is so tyrannical.
The mouth that I borrow, softer,
We found shelter in the hut
In love most serene and happy,
Appeared in these tough scars...
MARCOS LOURES
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