Physically Stronger Wife

I regret

I regret






regret my eyes now you do not want,

full of love and hate and tears true:

but they are the only ones who can see

over the wires of your hair white

over your breasts tired

the beauty of youth



against the world when, in a duel fought

, allies,

for our castle

and unborn child.





pupils will not find in any other, the sparks that scatter from



our focus on our new, old game.



we have built with tenacity, and tenacity

destroyed.

What grief!

But our arrows, left

the bow, and fly in search of glory.



In the forest of memory,

our love, in despair, as

Prevert's ass, stubborn, strong and

last bastion,

patient expects that call upon him, that the hand tend

. ...



that only I can see in your



black pupils in your eyes a bit 'veiled

the glory days, the happy days, when

Scots in the garden, in

pararadiso Earth

wild with joy and dismay,

planted the tree of life.



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We who are loved .... We will have forgotten

You do not forget .... We did not have that you do not leave us on earth

chills .... Although far more

And no matter where .... Give us a sign of life

Much later at the edge of a forest .... In the forest of memory

Get up now .... Tensioner hand .... And save us.



(J. Prevert)