After love, despite the heart,
always there is the silence of dawn.
The limit of love is the reason.
I love the night, which is the time when I dress less
and its sky, naked
chasing the stars.
From dusk onwards.
I love dreams that night, in my eyes when I recognize the moon where
latita sleep.
After dark, in spite of me, always comes
light.
My limit is the dawn.
always there is the silence of dawn.
The limit of love is the reason.
I love the night, which is the time when I dress less
and its sky, naked
chasing the stars.
From dusk onwards.
I love dreams that night, in my eyes when I recognize the moon where
latita sleep.
After dark, in spite of me, always comes
light.
My limit is the dawn.
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