When hope, in the light
Pale days with indifferent rays,
We will collect the last smiles
In the ruins, a drop of firmament,
br/>A new tear without horrible miseries.
When fire, in the thoughts of the earth,
Which vibrates despite the cracks and faults
In the pain of the hot irons that break up the skin,
We will gorge our hearts with flames and beams
And our eyes forged with age-old power.
When constellations, in the dances of nothingness,
Which sparkle together with a united phosphorescence,
We will hear a great requiem of intertwined voices
Singing in cycles the re union like a flag carrying
The colors of laughter and sorrows in the moonlight
When in a breath mixed with sand and gold,
The soot of our souls, gone ©es in the sky to the north
Will fall, between prayers and devouring rages,
In unknown worlds, of transcendent love
Like music of... ©clipse, veiled in reconciliation.
We will be freed from everything and flourishing,
Lost between the dawns and the stars.
Fly away.< br/>

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