XVIII
by Zamanta De Jesus
Sweet heaviness this morning has
Whispering soul with a sight
Trapped inside a man, a beast
Feel the wind caressing, the face, my
Oh, sweet heaviness this morning has
To be sure to make you mine
Fate is ahead of us
Blaze me, strange eyes!
Come upon the desire to visit thee
Unfold my arms to caress the wind
Don't take a rest, love, this morning
When you, the first time, called me
Beautiful heaviness this morning has
Long shadows cover my sad smile
I'm trapped inside the man
In love with a beast that embrace the night
Swimming ashore to your arms
Sweet heaviness this life has
Oh, sweet pain of being alive!
Love swoons and left us behind
Sweet heaviness this morning has...