MISERY
I won’t drink coffee today
Shivers on my body like a whip
I’ll only take a contrasting shower
And have a cup of green tea.
Once again my mind is under pressure
This yearning took its toll.
Only misery left for me.
I’ll return with my virtue to God.
My soul will abandon my body
And fly like a swan to your hand.
Then you’ll have a prophetic dream
In which we’ll live in a loving land.
I wanted to live loving you
I took the affection you gave me
I’ll be adore you like so divinely then
And we’ll live together in heaven.
02-07-2014
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AP (the original version – pl)