If for a moment God would forget
I am a rag doll and
give me a piece of life, possibly
would not say everything that
think, but I definitely think
; everything I say.
would value things not for what
worth but for what they mean.
Sleep little, so ñ aria again,
understand that for every minute that we close
eyes we lose sixty seconds
light
walk when the others are
; stop, awaken when
others sleep.
listen when others speak,
as enjoy a good ice cream
; of chocolate.
If God give me a piece of
life, dress simply, I would throw
flat under the sun, exposing not
only my body but my soul.
My God, if I had a heart,
write my hatred on ice and
wait till sunrise.
I would paint with a dream ñ or Van Gogh
on the stars a poem
Benedetti, and a Serrat song
would be the serenade to
the moon.
would water roses with my tears,
to feel the pain of their thorns and
the red kiss of their petals ....
My God, if I had a piece of
life ...
not let a single day without
tell people I love, that
want.
convince each woman or man
that are my favorites and I would live
; love with love.
Men
would prove how mistaken they arethink
; they cease to love when
age, not knowing that age
when they cease to love. A
or с or I would give wings, but I would
that learn to fly. In the old
ñ taught them that death aria not
come with old age but with forgetting.
So many things I learned from you
men ....
I've learned that everyone
want to live on top of the mountain to
ñwithout knowing that true happiness
is on the way up the steep
.
I learned that one man
has the right to look at another man
; down when he is helping to
rise. There are so many things that
I have learned from you, but
finally it will be no
serve for when I keep
within this suitcase, unhappily
I will be dying.
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