Face exporting the most intimate thoughts,
fall tears at the thought of life meeting between joy and sorrow, where the sea kisses the promised land ...
Fall like rain to remember the vision, the world remains far from a feel misunderstood,
Form lakes, crystal clear waters, mirrors the life where to meet,
Down from the face to remember the man I am, needless wants, in the running before me.
Roads in the thought that lives in the mind, tears fall on my watch what I can not change ....
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