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When you are thirsty I come to you
in the field of small yet beautiful flowers
once seen from above, dressing the earth,
under the old and lonely Oak tree we meet.
You ask for a drink of me
and I calm your thirst,
in those days that the sun is
too much and the night is of heavy atmosphere.
I lay the purple mantel of light,
beneath your feet and extend my hands
near your lips for you to drink,
you are so thirsty I noticed,
but don't you worry,
the rivers are full and it's water streams
are being given to you.
From my distant plane I tend to you
do you know it...?
Do you feel this...?
Is it real to you, can you feel me?
I tend to you from the distance
and from my hands you happily drink
when the night left you thirsty
when you cup is half full, to the top I fill it for you
in the field of small yet beautiful flowers
once seen from above, dressing the earth,
under the old and lonely Oak tree we meet.
You ask for a drink of me
and I calm your thirst,
in those days that the sun is
too much and the night is of heavy atmosphere.
I lay the purple mantel of light,
beneath your feet and extend my hands
near your lips for you to drink,
you are so thirsty I noticed,
but don't you worry,
the rivers are full and it's water streams
are being given to you.
From my distant plane I tend to you
do you know it...?
Do you feel this...?
Is it real to you, can you feel me?
I tend to you from the distance
and from my hands you happily drink
when the night left you thirsty
when you cup is half full, to the top I fill it for you
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Tender words from a tender heart