And although this journey has ended,
I still have those two mirrors of memory,
That can make you happy or sad in a second,
Sleepy or awake, live or dead.
Black as the clouds that I carry every day,
Deep as my soul sinks in my mind,
So powerful that makes me shine,
Is the reason of my weakness.
I fall asleep in an endless dream,
Flying above everything we've pased,
Just by taking a look at your pupils,
I remember.
And it's that simle that opens thousands of hearts,
That by wondering in your white theeth,
I can be smarter and stronger,
And that's the reason of everything.
It's the only thing that I know,
Is the only thing I can remember,
The chance I had to be free,
By looking in the heart of your eyes.
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