The breeze wanders in front of me

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The breeze wanders in front of me, playful,
in the notes of the pentagram a melody intones
solaces my ears with drops of memories,
the merry-go-round of life turns, walks;
in your eyes I reflect myself, your mirror my mirror,
and as the illusions glow, they shine, they shine
the lips widen and the smile escapes
everything everything by the hand of time, goes in a hurry,
and in the sky, on a cool night,
the stars shine, elusive fleeting,
amidst an outbreak of desires;
sitting, my eyes to the sky, lost, wait...
My heart palpitates, vibrates, rejoices,
to see you appear on that painted plain...
and perfumed, the smell of memories arrives,
I can smell you, love leads without entanglement.
you look at me, there is tenderness in her,
two stars, two stars,
your arms and an embrace...