I'm waiting for you, angelito, to rap on my window.
Together, we'd take an unbounded flight to Nirvana.
You're my onliest angel de la guardia en todo el mundo.
We could revel in bliss, like there was no manana.
You will teach me how to speak the angelic language,
And I'll be able to decipher a mystical code of creation.
After I am whole, I won't need any corporal luggage:
Filled with light, I will enjoy the timeless duration.
I wish life wasn't replaced by extinction on Earth:
To find a new garden of Eden if I might come around.
Will you remain nearby to guide me after my rebirth?
Nostalgic souls are dazed while homeward bound.
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