Version imprimableIt came as if by chance.
Chance of my conscience,
Destiny of my heart.
One Friday. A beautiful story.
I was thinking of another thing,
The cave came to me ;
And the impatience of men
Who seek, and seek the way
I smiled at the youth of the cave
Who slept, forever chosen ;
For three hundred years, and more
In peace, peaceful and without sorrows.
Will remain, the direction, the secrets and the love ;
Will remain, His face and His kindness ;
Will remain, the Light and His beloved ones ;
Will remain, to have passed, and to always remain.
They slept awake,
The Single One loved them
And my heart finally awakes
With the secrets this dream sowed.
Chance of my conscience,
Destiny of my heart.
One Friday. A beautiful story.
I was thinking of another thing,
The cave came to me ;
And the impatience of men
Who seek, and seek the way
I smiled at the youth of the cave
Who slept, forever chosen ;
For three hundred years, and more
In peace, peaceful and without sorrows.
Will remain, the direction, the secrets and the love ;
Will remain, His face and His kindness ;
Will remain, the Light and His beloved ones ;
Will remain, to have passed, and to always remain.
They slept awake,
The Single One loved them
And my heart finally awakes
With the secrets this dream sowed.
I smiled at the chance
Destiny of my heart.
I smiled for having smiled
At the signs of the Hour.
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