Let his hands be a remedy, From
the creation in this divine world,
Of which our father
has created.
But greatness in tears
from desires of hatred and
Prideful of untamed disputes,
And so the forbidden side
has passed me,
In the linkage of his arms,
within the express
of this crazy love, written
by the shed of his blood.
Cannot end of this crazy love,
for there was and is a never ending…
from his crazy love…
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