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Just as the moon is the illusion of lovers
you are the sweetness that calms my anguish
and the peace that gives my storm peace.
The relief of my pains.

Just as the birds are the music of the morning,
that's my days on your calendar.
Just like the time on the clock
is your soul in my lap.

Just as flowers are found in gardens
there is illusion in this nest of the two.
As the wind sweeps across the land
your hands are moving
For every space in my figure.

Just as faith refuses to die
this beautiful feeling doesn't die
that we decided so long ago to share
and every day it gets stronger
and it grows like mustard
o fill us with harmony
and find the home of our desires