I
just found out, that once the road ends
Love
will not wish to dance
There,
where the road ends
The
day stops hence!
A
road as curly as life
With
twists hidden in its carafe
In
which the coffee becomes faith
And
the aroma gives strength
I
just found out, that there may be a vision
Yet,
it is mere illusion
Meant
to brume our reason
Coming
throughout whatever be the season!
I
just found out, that once the road ends
I
shall have to rely on my own hands
Pray,
show me the way, oh long road
Show
me the way through the miracle of a word!
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