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Posted by: Giulia Ciotola
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Protect your heart my head said
So delicate, so fragile
like a flower I kept it
hidden deep into the branches
but then you came
like a sunshine

Without fear you
you destroyed every barrier
Whathever it was
doesn't matter you get hurt
but in the end, so brave
you got that flower
you picked that flower

Step by step
a smile, a pat
closer and closer to this little bud
waiting for you to bloom

Without fear you
you destroyed every barrier
Whathever it was
doesn't matter you get hurt
but in the end, so brave
you got that flower
you picked that flower

All those branches
there's no need anymore
my heart is stronger now
all thanks to you
You're the light
you're the water
I'll trust you more
step by step
without fear
I'll hold your hand

I'll hold your hand.
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    Before I loved you, love, nothing was my own:
    I wavered through the streets, among
    Objects:
    Nothing mattered or had a name:
    The world was made of air, which waited.

    I knew rooms full of ashes,
    Tunnels where the moon lived,
    Rough warehouses that growled'get lost',
    Questions that insisted in the sand.

    Everything was empty, dead, mute,
    Fallen abandoned, and decayed:
    Inconceivably alien, it all

    Belonged to someone else - to no one:
    Till your beauty and your poverty
    Filled the autumn plentiful with gifts.
    from the book "" by Pablo Neruda
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      I am not without you,
      that you are with me from the moment I wake until the moment I fall asleep,
      that it's you when the wind caresses me,
      that it's your voice I hear in the silence,
      you whom I see when I close my eyes,
      you who make me laugh and sing when I know no one else is around.
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        Air And Angels

        Twice or thrice had I loved thee,
        Before I knew thy face or name;
        So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame,
        Angels affect us oft, and worshipped be;
        Still when, to where thou wert, I came,
        Some lovely glorious nothing I did see.
        But since my soul, whose child love is,
        Takes limbs of flesh, and else could nothing do,
        More subtle than the parent is,
        Love must not be, but take a body too;
        And therefore what thou wert, and who,
        I bid love ask, and now
        That it assume thy body I allow,
        And fix itself to thy lip, eye, and brow.

        Whilst thus to ballast love I thought,
        And so more steadily to have gone,
        With wares which would sink admiration,
        I saw I had love's pinnace overfraught
        Every thy hair for love to work upon
        Is much too much, some fitter must be sought;
        For, nor in nothing, nor in things
        Extreme and scatt'ring bright, can love inhere.
        Then as an angel, face and wings
        Of air, not pure as it, yet pure doth wear,
        So thy love may be my love's sphere.
        Just such disparity
        As is'twixt air and angel's purity,
        'Twixt women's love and men's will ever be.
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          Song For A Dark Girl

          Way Down South in Dixie
          (Break the heart of me)
          They hung my black young lover
          To a cross roads tree.

          Way Down South in Dixie
          (Bruised body high in air)
          I asked the white Lord Jesus
          What was the use of prayer.

          Way Down South in Dixie
          (Break the heart of me)
          Love is a naked shadow
          On a gnarled and naked tree.
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