Versos

I know it's late
But through this I come to ask for a brief prayer
I no longer know my soul

I miss those days
When time passed
And it was still April
And I only dreamed

But it's November and I didn't notice the flowers dying
Now, what rose will I give to God?

Simple at heart, nothing more
May it become a beautiful and simple decoration
Because today this old dwelling is a sad legend
And now sings its verses of repentance
I hear bells wanting to ring inside me
I hear bells ringing in me

Today I ask you to join your fingers and pray endlessly for me
And awake, watch over my sleep
My silence is a black note on a vast empty paper
But it's still a note that plays, and the tear touches the sky
Lasts a night
But in the dawn comes joy

Simple at heart, nothing more
May it become a beautiful and simple decoration
Because today this old dwelling is a sad legend
And now sings its verses of repentance
I hear bells wanting to ring inside me
I hear bells ringing in me