Beautiful, happy, tired, embraced..,the city, the evening, you and I.The mingled scent of hair,the color of your eyes, reflected in mine.
Whose is this heart that beats so hardlouder than our breathing and our voices?Is it yours, or the city’s that does not sleep...or perhaps mine, ringing like a bell?
I still don't know where the evening endsand where the city begins with its heart.I cannot tell if it is me, when you embrace me.or you who rests, inside my eyes…
If you are in darkness, seek your light! Christmas is light. If you have enemies, make peace with them! Christmas is peace. If you know the poor, help them…
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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