Cel rogenc, o pluja o vent
sábado, 23 de febrero de 2013
Joy.
I could be the rose
that awakes in your garden,
the light shining
through your heart,
the sea embracing
your skin during a sunset.
In dreams you'll hear me say:
"Let me be, let me be
the joy of your life."
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