What will happen
That they are sighing
In the alcoves
That they are whispering
In verses and thunder
That they are combining
In the pitch black of the dens
Which is in heads
Walks in mouths
Which are lighting
Candles in the alleys
Which are talking
Loud in the bars
That they scream in the markets
That is certain
It is in nature
Will it be
What is not certain
Nor will it ever be
What cannot be fixed
Nor will ever be
What cannot be fixed
What will be
That lives in ideas< br/>Of these lovers
Who the poets sing
More delirious
Who swear by the prophets
Drunken
Who is in the pilgrimage
Of the mutilated
What is in fantasy
Of the unfortunate
What is in everyday life
Of the harlots
On the plane of bandits
Of the destitute
In all senses
Will it be
What has no decency
Nor will it ever have
What has no censorship
Nor will it ever have
What doesn't make sense
What will be
That all the warnings
Won't prevent
Because all the laughter
br/>They will challenge
Because all the bells
Will ring
Because all the hymns
Will consecrate
And all the boys
They will fall apart
And all the destinies
Will meet
And the same Eternal Priest
Who never went there
Looking at that hell
Will bless
What has no government
Nor will ever have
What has no shame
Nor will ever have
What does not Has no sense
What will it be
That all the warnings
Will not prevent
Because all the laughter
Will defy
Because all the bells
Will ring
Because all the hymns
Will consecrate
And all the boys
Will run away
And all destinies
Will meet
And the same Eternal Father
Who never went there
Looking at that hell
Will bless
He who has no government
Nor will ever have
He who has no shame
Nor will he ever have
He who has no sense

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