The magic of the sublime
A caress to the wind and it calms down A hiss to the sea and it is silent A smile in the sun and it appears One look at the moon and he falls asleep. The feeling of wanting to touch That magic that exists in the sky The freedom to fly Wherever you want No hurry and no fear. You're the way to my footsteps Cradle of gold for my dreams Roses from afar to forget Sublime way to give Life to my years.
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