The Time
(Oficina G3)
The wind plays my face
remembering that the time is going with him
taking in your wings my days,
of this passing life
my certainties, my concepts,
my virtues, my defects
nothing can stop him/it...
...o time leaves
but something will always keep...
Your ..o love, that one day I found
my dreams, the wind cannot take
the hope, I found in Your glance
my dreams, the sand won't bury
because life received when meeting...
Your ...nos arms don't import the time
it only exists the moment of dreaming
and the fear that is always to the door
when I am with You
He cannot enter...
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