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He passes close by and his merry eyes
do not leave even a glance in my sadness,
for seeing her and waiting for her so long, anxious I'm wrapped up,
to tell her a sweet word that will bring her back.
To hold her in my arms is a somber dream,
to feel her kiss on my lips, a truncated longing,
a strong wind lifts her step all at once
and she looks at me with rage for looking at her, I sigh...
Her eyes fill with stinging anger,
I would never have wanted to sigh in front
and mistake her breath which is not of love.
For my love for her is an ember that will not be extinguished,
but her soul far from me goes and remains,
unreachable star of light that cannot be understood.