Where are you, where are you where my heart is in a fever without you, what have you gone to be distressed, what have you gone, what have you gone, is distressed to the sleepless eyes, where, where, where are you, where are you, where are you, where are you to tell the inhabitants that our
ship is still in the midst of the sinking, I took from my own eyes the analogy of the work of the world, which is the role of the righteous people always on the water
, hide it in the chest of love, for a thousand arrows of calamity are lurking in the hearts of the
friends.Behold, in the mirror, we have placed the souvenir of our breasts on the threshold of faithfulness, though with trembling hearts like mercury,
and still , if there was hope for opening, it is from this door.
