Mama cried some tears.
Her soul raised beyond sorrow,
she walks on water.
Nada es verdad.
Todo es permitido.
Haz tu Voluntad!
Doy por ofrenda
un corazón de piedra
que late eras.
Who is the great Mage
who paints sky and ocean blue?
Who dreams me this dream?
Para esperar
he dejado de lado
la esperanza.
Curious little mouse.
Don’t you see that when you find,
you are also found?
A vast loneliness.
A solitary ocean.
Alone with my thoughts.
Warm by the campfire.
Watching the embers whisper
oaths of fiery storms.
When you come to me,
come with force and fire, with all.
Or don’t come at all.
He’s been sad so long,
alone in this vast abode.
Waiting for his dream.
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