SEVEN KEYS
SEVEN KEYS
Seven keys, seven souls unread.
Who did not have calculus and
Sin had one.
They stopped on a long one-way
Street to rest.
But it did not work.
Sin only fades in the denaturation
Of love.
Which for her surpasses herself
And who does not count on him?
Only for her, he hopes.
As in a bullfight, I will oppose
My feelings.
That I will live with them tyrannically.
Whoever wins will endure me.
And whoever can stand me will
Live with me.
Whoever does not win in time
As a hermit will be.
To counteract the pain,
I will flee my principles.
My principles commands,
Let them be forgotten.
I will wash my mind again.
And I will count again
The principle I owe you.
For the time they lived together
And were longed to endure,
The emotions they did not give
And for them, they will be born.