Colloquial dawns

Remote sequences,
colloquial dawns,
tha pace of the days
into the songs,
into our eyes
our luck
and we are closer
and closer
our words
embrace ourselves.
Then the sky
streams between
our hands,
the sea make itself edge
and our sky gladdens
meet you again everywhere
meet you again trouble-free
happiness belongs to us
sweet soul,
sweet soul,
I speak to you
amd I look into your eyes.

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