The Bride
Let me be like a child in Your hands
And Your womb is my first-final haven
Through the time when the moments turn sands
When the Moon hides the memories only
When the Sun gives me heat for my life
I pray time that is living so slowly
I'm between of the virgo and wife
And my soul is looking for spirit
Through the lie, through the choice, through the fight
Their wedding will be Heaven Secret
Where are you? Where are you? I can find...
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