PEACE, AND SO ONLY ...
While there is much in life thistle,
Follow the bowels of hope
Transcends and as you can already launches
My soul while light, still waiting.
And many illusions that keep the soul
The farce is announced and of memory
Only emptiness where bores me
The dream was as a mere burden.
Living other scenarios, reborn
And when you see it in your eyes
Headlights that guide me through life,
Who knows we might even have my days
Besides the spare and somber,
The fate of that alone if nothing comes up ...