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The life I hope and will wait for
In the shade in the oasis that I invented.
Like the wise man on the heights of knowledge,
I am seaweed in the sea of calm;
I am the table of my own salvation.
I love myself and protect myself from my own voice.
Take me, with my heart I usually speak,
Where a warm sun reigns
In the light of an ear where to warm
my bare feet,
Or maybe where to walk.
Who doubts does not wait
Rest in the fierce water.
What do I think, if I feel,
Longings of feeling.
My laugh, my time,
May they grow eager to fall in love.
Take me, with my heart I usually go,
To the place where I was born
To look for shells at the bottom of the sea
That flood my palate.
I unfold my sails that must be departed,
Now the goldfinch sings next to the rose bush.
The soul soars, wants to fly,
Today he is a hawk in heat.
Oil lamps will have to be lit
Dutch painters will stain my hands.
On this ancient altar that I raised
To the top of my hours I want to rise,
Like new pollen I want to spread
In total abandonment.
Oil lamps will have to be lit
Without keys, I am at the doors of the moment.
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