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I hate and love. You are asking me why. I don´t know.

I feel both boil, I am only suffering and tortured about it.

In eternal embrace I want to be with you.

Why you betrayed our love when it was so sweet,

however now it´s acrid like a vine.

My nights become an eternal dream in which I am stroking

and kissing your naked body and stupafy it´s smell.

Falling down delight passion.

Tears are dipping my face.

Maybe I´ll see light of day which is waking up from the ocean.

My heart knows longing for clean and immaculate love.

But now I worry about your treacherous virgin lips.

You´ll cry, my love, when I´ll be burnt on the bier.

Kisses at plaintive tears you´ll press to my face.

You´ll be surely cry,  perhaps you haven´t stone in your tender

heart and your chest isn´t close by hard iron. Nobody from

the funeral can´t go home without no damped eye.

You don´t defy my shadow and be thrifty to the soft hair, please

and slim faces, my love too.