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A long day of shadows-
Never glisten the meadows- -
We have chosen the wrong-
Day by day,
We have almost forgotten
that divine song,
Losing the spiritual light of the god- -
Moving ourselves in a darkness broad- -
I see the sky has grown red crucified-
The spiritual light is being satisfied- -
The Satan is being terrified-
Mother Mary becomes merriment- -
That her holy son again removes the darken- -
We are wondering again to be unified-
The earth is growing with magnified- -
Flowers aroma blowing amour of love
The children singing the reception's song,
Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas! !
Angels play divine melody-
Truths coming too merrily-
We are waiting for the light of the prophet (Jesus)
in the darkness of the horizon- -
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem