JPcoroa
Will luck come in a barrel organ? Bringing the morning bread The knife and the cheese Or maybe... a kiss from you That lends me joy... that makes me gather All the rest of the day... my coffee, my dinner My whole world... that is so easy to see... And arrive No fear that I can face Nor secret that I can tell While it is so early So Will the night turn in a village I see the bridge that will carry what I desire I admire what is beautiful and what will be... you While you are... my cradle You will be life... welcome In me
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