Jimmy Fyfe, "On the street"
country not one where there is no justice good faith, harmony, and virtue.
sacrifice their interests, their property and their lives by tyrants, is sacrificed,
not their homeland, but his most cruel enemies.
Baron Holbach
Where do you leave? Tan
quiet and thirsty,
Denying your glow
My rough storms.
I lived your protection
Under the immense night,
Remedying your absence
In another April without birds.
But you live,
With an eye on the banks
blue
where your voice lives on.
And I refer to the fire,
Decorating your profiles
The most tender spot
May the memory home.
How to think your light?
When the mist extinguishes
Green fuller
Decorating your stars.
In this new Goodbye, scorn
be honest,
Just say you love so much
inhibited.
I left my voice
Captive of the mountains and the brook
cautious
My clamor beggar.
With heart as I reverted in your spell and
Maybe tonight
Survive reproach.
Because living without you is
Refuse to land and
The blood that nourishes
A soul in my way.
suffice to say that
For love remains,
But
How to live your legacy in tow?
Carlos Varela, "Habaname"
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