FRANCISHe loved nocturnal processions and grandeur,But he has forgotten all that he once cherished.For him, a height is opened up,From which the world can be seen: its full of graves.His heart has been cut away enoughTo no longer shine its light upon us... ❯❯❯
What passion gave birth to you...- Oh! the illusion of Beauty...And I was given only you,On the days of my Destiny..!! I know before You,That I am flattered by You...- By that beauty which is destined for me!! Oh! Beauty... You are an Illusion of Art,With ❯❯❯
What passion brought you forth…-Oh! The illusion of Beauty...And you, alone, were given to meIn the days of my destiny...! I know before you...That I am honored by you...By that beauty, which was destined for me! Oh! Beauty... You are an art,Painted with b ❯❯❯
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