O heart, wake up from my numbness-
Breaking all the beaks of dumbness.
Gather up anew dreams in multitude,
And perish the futile seeds of solitude
In the ever flowing river of time.
Here I'm fastened in a fervent clime;
Oh, bring a blosom to my lonley desert
As I cannot live here as a stone as inert
'Cause the light in my eyes may fade away
At anytime in the midst of my gloomy way
Before I reach to the promised land
Or move to my owncastle of sand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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So beautiful and so touching! ! Let not one, but several buds bloom in your garden and let a multitude of dreams gather in your heart! !