One Day Comes
One day comes
not
Peoples, cities, neither panorama,
does not enough
more and more getting deep
that wound that inside of you.
One day comes
City turns to hell
that
this much you like go.
And that city turns to paradise
when you leave and you look back.
One day comes
magic breaks
nothing enough,
To understand hard the people;
myself too.
Loneliness like a heavy fetters
on your foots
Where you go
they are coming with you.
One day comes does not enough streets
One day comes, run off happiness., hope.
That hope that, never will be true.
All the same makes you stronger.
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