Nevertheless, all life springs cosasme, I grow roses.
Still raining stars me, invented a language .....¡ saying I love you!
A sleep cradles me and I adjust my pillow moon, anyway.
Still, life is hard, also is a miracle, adventure also
Yet faith anger out on the road will be your constant.
Nevertheless, leaving it open to see the sun slips through your door
no better reason if you find the way to feel alive nonetheless.
Yet. How sweet warmth! Stalk your steps, lying on the table
Nevertheless, the magical wonder of a kiss and grow wings on my shoulders.
Yet. Oh the fantasy! Tejiéndonos dreams of love and poetry, delusional blind, avoiding the mud going forward ...... Yet!
Nevertheless, I am here putting the birds loose and soul of party
Yet your laughter and kisses me the puck and the angel of wine and laughter.
Still, the bread in the square
Still life so beautiful! Always and above all of all things.
Yet!
Eladia
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