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I know I'm the love of his life,
because in his eyes shone destiny,
but time is a flowing river,
and eternity is only a road.
In that instant, his voice embraced me,
her words formed a heavenly sky,
‘I love you,’ he whispered, and the world stopped,
not knowing that it was only a fine destiny.
Maybe it was the wind, maybe the mist,
that played at being eternal, just like that, drifting,
but love, like water, escapes,
and in the echoes of yesterday, the melancholy diva sounds.
In that fragment of her brilliant life,
a promise was drawn in the air,
but time is a wandering musician,
that plays notes of a love to the chimera.