LOVE ME THAT HOLDS

LOVE ME THAT HOLDS

Torment secular that terrifies me

Pride comes invade our love.

Who lives life without much delay?

Not sure of nostalgia or bitterness...

Loving who does not love condemning

The take their lives, suffering,

After so much love, the harsh punishment

Serving of nourishment and torment...

I do not see love as delicacy

Nor do I imagine my gift.

Loving who had loved in agony,

Gradually much pain already senses...

Love not comply even the good sense

All I know is without love starves...

RITA DE CASSIA TIRADENTES REIS