Wait until the day of happiness and the end of worries. You will cry with the sweetness that i hand to you. The pounding outside is done with the pounding of when two begins for everlasting smiles. The scratches of hell which have blinded me, once upon a fool ago, of which i was. The day which life realized the trust which has gone for half. I have sucked the blood through wich hurt has been drawn. I cry not no more through stabs of half of what life is. God smile, because he knows he succeeded in the pursuit of love.
