My fraudulent desires are chasing
me,
the fast I run away, they near
me,
I hear the sound of the bells,
harnessed to the raging bulls,
It seems I have lost the
serenity,
the fear of escaping time from
eternity,
it brings the lawless abstinence
into me,
which leads me to the abysmal of
the life,
where there is no light,
none could bring the lamps there,
none could give me the sleep of
life,
none could borrow a smile for me,
I withered, before the season to
die!
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