30.- The variety of love

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The princess is weeping diamonds,

Walking through her dreams, through the streams,

Waiting for the sunshine, to feel the sunbeams,

In her face, to sleep on the beach and dream of her freedom.

She is waiting for her prince,

Riding in her swift steed,

In the meadow.

She is now a falcon, fighting the darkness;

She is now an owl, to be the light of her Kingdom.

Why did she lose her cheerfulness next to her desired husband?

Now she is consumed by her sadness,

Now she is alone, only with the moon,

But tomorrow she will be a new star,

Cause she will discover again the art of love.


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