Writer Lourdes Limerick | Category Uncategorized | 1 comment
A new Song of the Exile

My neighborhood has cashew
Where the birds sing
And then the birds that chirp
Know much more than me.
In the solitude of the night
In the moonlight, I very languid
Vivo waiting nocturnal
From a position change.
My neighborhood has cashew
Where gangs mark their victims
So many tears
Our sorrow is endless.
Of grief here in my chest
This is the keynote in order
God forbid they die
Without finding his way, O Father!
With so much pain and sorrow
I prefer to walk Your road
In this land, there are so many atrocities
Doubt that even God.
My neighborhood has ... cashew, uuuuui!
Life has no more reason to be
Everything is so weird
There's no point living.
God grant peace to return the desired
And do not ever suffer
The rogues are the loose
Me and my neighbors trapped in dungeons.
These birds are also symbols of new hope
_ Effective on May the peace of our hearts!
The homes of every resident of the Bessa! _
And arremato. May your love bring Nests lost our childhood!
See? At Chestnut Square, the families are happy
Exchange all figures
Peace and happiness
Empunhemos all the banner of Love!
That will put forward my neighborhood there
Continue much better
I trust Nele.Ou best
In the Omnipotent and Omnipresent.



His song of exile silent in our hearts. Congratulations dear! Bjss