Pray

22 sept 2014, 19:40

Poesía » De amor

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Pure soul, did you exist?

Listen the words of the lonely priest.

Incarnate with inner beauty,

call me with voice like flute!

Wherever you are

you'll be my radiant star.

I will come with broken wings

and broken faith,

but will not keep revenge and hate.

I hope that merciless pain

is not overcome in vain.

That is my sincere pray

and my only thorny way.

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