Keep singing
My nightingale.
For this life is a song
And you sing so well.
When you sing
Many listen to the lyrics and rhythm.
I feel mesmerised.
The voice pierce my heart's ear.
A butterfly runs amok
Through these vibrations.
It runs here and there.
The soul seeks a passage
To escape the barriers
Of time and relationships,
Asks for a new definition of life
Its purposes.
The song is life.
The life is a song.
You are the lyrics
A beautiful mother wrote
And who inspired
To live a wonderful life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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