la_suicida @ 2006-08-21T12: 34:00
When I told him I felt the cold
a steel sheet in the bowels;
leaned against the wall, and an instant awareness
I lost where I was.
fell upon my mind the night
into anger and pity flooded the soul ...
And then I understood why she cries,
and then I understood why it kills!
spent the cloud of pain ... With sadness I managed to stammer a few words
...
Who gave me the news? A faithful friend ...
I was doing a great favor! ... I thanked him.
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As the iron boot of a wound
your guts I love Boot,
though I felt that life in doing so
I started with him.
lifted him from the altar
in my soul will cast his image,
and the light of faith in it burned before the altar
faded desert.
Even my strong commitment to combat
comes to my mind his tenacious vision ...
When can I sleep with that dream
in just dreaming! --------------------------------------------
I was
rescued wounded in the shadows,
sealed with a kiss his betrayal.
My arms her neck, and back in cold blood partióme
heart.
And she continues on his way rejoicing,
happy, cheerful, fearless, and why? Because there
Blood flows from the wound ...
dead because he stands! ---------------------------------------------
always
Becquer liked me, very much, to so much that I read ... Yesterday was a good
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