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In the relentless rhythm of time,
You have transformed into a mysterious beacon,
Shining in the night,
Invading my heart with embassies of thoughts,
Consulates of feelings and representations of burning longing,
Today, on the highway of my dreams,
Your green eyes arrive like two freshly polished traffic lights,
Reflecting the reddish rays of dawn,
An unknown and omnipresent force,
Scattered in the night.
From the sky, your satellites capture my every move,
Spying on the rhythm of my heartbeat,
Interviewing even my toothbrush,
Creating confusion between thoughts and deeds,
Between infinite desires and fears,
Life and death, day and night, blend together,
As I silently sip my coffee,
Listening to Savalas's music,
In silent reverie, under the gentle breeze of the moon.
In your shadow, I bow my head with respect,
I rush when your call echoes strongly,
We seem like a royal couple under the night sky,
Holding the world in our palm,
Where whispers and lights conspire in the twilight's gaze.
Shining lights, whispering ladies,
Stones on the roads reciting poems we gather,
Institutions, markets breathing the golden dust of cinemas dissolved in the thinning air,
The pinkest sunsets, the bluest dawns,
Unexpected death shakes its curls in deep foundations,
Channels, subways, and crowded stores,
Where nostalgia penetrates every corner.
Old trains by the station platforms,
Precision clock pensioners,
Unhappy lottery ticket sellers,
They turned away from me for your warm and comforting laugh,
Friend, leave your forgotten world in the background,
Lay a veil of oblivion over your empire bronzed by our friendship,
Declare me free,
To manage my reserves of love, passion, and desire,
In a less painful world.
Transform me into something less painful,
Wrap me in a love hotter than fire,
Blink your eyelid like lightning, bend your knee,
Allow me to fulfill my business of colored doubts,
In those evenings said to return.
It was the time of spring, under its gentle embrace,
The season of love, the decade of peace,
The hidden mystery in each morning with its charm.
Our love story that lasted twenty-four years,
Your gray thoughts passing with discreet smiles,
A spark of hope embracing a falling star,
You have become a force filling the distances,
The great love of my heart, shining wide,
The rain reflects you in every drop,
My house, your jewelry box,
My heart sends you roses with love notes daily, without stop.
The light of life illuminates you,
A discreet and loving empire, contagious sweetness,
In my heart, you keep a mystical force,
In a frivolous flight, a beacon in the complete night.
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