In the first moments the flowers
All beauty is lost
As always happens at the beginning of the garden's flowering
As always happens at the beginning of the flowering from garden
But the heart is the window to the soul
when we walk through our dreams
In many reflections surprisingly
We see that paradise is here
This dream was huge
He was always longed for by me
I want to reflect on my dreams always
the French and English the beautiful laurel angels in the garden
The nymphs and fairies near the fountain
Butterflies fluttering around the garden
The clouds represent them
It's much prettier
He had a poem
She had a poem
Oh yes, the subjectivity of poetry
What is hardly said in them is that
And that words can heal people
the cure through words does not exist
the cure through poetry does not exist
It's in the same style incessantly
Poets dreamed of the same
finitude essential dreams
here you can see more beauty in flowers
Through each encounter when we read books, it is possible to dream and learn more about dreams versus illusions
The allusions
And much more than the heat of the world
It's much more than all the distance
From the sky and the moonlight
the life path
It would no longer be possible
Even on a quiet day, dream and read books more often
We are strengthened by our dreams
The real verses
All concepts
Deep inside my heart
I love
The novels written by the poets
Inside in our hearts we know how to dream
Inside we don't know that happiness is impossible
It can turn into something possible
she can turn into something possible
In the first moments the flowers
All beauty is lost
As always happens at the beginning of the garden's flowering
As always happens at the beginning of the flowering from garden
But the heart is the window to the soul
when we walk through our dreams
In many reflections surprisingly
We see that paradise is here
This dream was huge
He was always longed for by me
I want to reflect on my dreams always
the French and English the beautiful laurel angels in the garden
The nymphs and fairies near the fountain
Butterflies fluttering around the garden
The clouds represent them
It's much prettier
He had a poem
She had a poem
Oh yes, the subjectivity of poetry
What is hardly said in them is that
And that words can heal people
the cure through words does not exist
the cure through poetry does not exist
It's in the same style incessantly
Poets dreamed of the same
finitude essential dreams
here you can see more beauty in flowers
Through each encounter when we read books, it is possible to dream and learn more about dreams versus illusions
The allusions
And much more than the heat of the world
It's much more than all the distance
From the sky and the moonlight
the life path
It would no longer be possible
Even on a quiet day, dream and read books more often
We are strengthened by our dreams
The real verses
All concepts
Deep inside my heart
I love
The novels written by the poets
Inside in our hearts we know how to dream
Inside we don't know that happiness is impossible
It can turn into something possible
she can turn into something possible
Nos primeiros momentos as flores
Toda beleza está perdida
Como sempre acontece no início da floração do jardim
Como sempre acontece no início da floração do jardim
Mas o coração é a janela da alma
quando caminhamos através de nossos sonhos
Em muitas reflexões surpreendentemente
Vemos que o paraíso está aqui
Esse sonho foi enorme
Ele sempre foi desejado por mim
Quero refletir sempre sobre meus sonhos
os franceses e ingleses os lindos anjos louros no jardim
As ninfas e fadas perto da fonte
Borboletas voando pelo jardim
As nuvens os representam
É muito mais bonito
Ele tinha um poema
Ela tinha um poema
Ah, sim, a subjetividade da poesia
O que dificilmente se diz neles é que
E que palavras podem curar pessoas
a cura através das palavras não existe
a cura através da poesia não existe
Está no mesmo estilo incessantemente
Poetas sonhavam com o mesmo
finitude sonhos essenciais
aqui você pode ver mais beleza nas flores
Através de cada encontro ao ler livros, é possível sonhar e aprender mais sobre sonhos versus ilusões
As alusões
E muito mais que o calor do mundo
É muito mais que toda a distância
Do céu e do luar
o caminho da vida
Já não seria possível
Mesmo em um dia tranquilo, sonhe e leia livros com mais frequência
Somos fortalecidos pelos nossos sonhos
Os verdadeiros versos
Todos os conceitos
No fundo do meu coração
Eu amo
Os romances escritos pelos poetas
Dentro de nossos corações sabemos sonhar
Por dentro não sabemos que a felicidade é impossível
Pode se transformar em algo possível
ela pode se transformar em algo possível
In the first moments the flowers
All beauty is lost
As always happens at the beginning of the garden's flowering
As always happens at the beginning of the flowering from garden
But the heart is the window to the soul
when we walk through our dreams
In many reflections surprisingly
We see that paradise is here
This dream was huge
He was always longed for by me
I want to reflect on my dreams always
the French and English the beautiful laurel angels in the garden
The nymphs and fairies near the fountain
Butterflies fluttering around the garden
The clouds represent them
It's much prettier
He had a poem
She had a poem
Oh yes, the subjectivity of poetry
What is hardly said in them is that
And that words can heal people
the cure through words does not exist
the cure through poetry does not exist
It's in the same style incessantly
Poets dreamed of the same
finitude essential dreams
here you can see more beauty in flowers
Through each encounter when we read books, it is possible to dream and learn more about dreams versus illusions
The allusions
And much more than the heat of the world
It's much more than all the distance
From the sky and the moonlight
the life path
It would no longer be possible
Even on a quiet day, dream and read books more often
We are strengthened by our dreams
The real verses
All concepts
Deep inside my heart
I love
The novels written by the poets
Inside in our hearts we know how to dream
Inside we don't know that happiness is impossible
It can turn into something possible
she can turn into something possible
In the first moments the flowers
All beauty is lost
As always happens at the beginning of the garden's flowering
As always happens at the beginning of the flowering from garden
But the heart is the window to the soul
when we walk through our dreams
In many reflections surprisingly
We see that paradise is here
This dream was huge
He was always longed for by me
I want to reflect on my dreams always
the French and English the beautiful laurel angels in the garden
The nymphs and fairies near the fountain
Butterflies fluttering around the garden
The clouds represent them
It's much prettier
He had a poem
She had a poem
Oh yes, the subjectivity of poetry
What is hardly said in them is that
And that words can heal people
the cure through words does not exist
the cure through poetry does not exist
It's in the same style incessantly
Poets dreamed of the same
finitude essential dreams
here you can see more beauty in flowers
Through each encounter when we read books, it is possible to dream and learn more about dreams versus illusions
The allusions
And much more than the heat of the world
It's much more than all the distance
From the sky and the moonlight
the life path
It would no longer be possible
Even on a quiet day, dream and read books more often
We are strengthened by our dreams
The real verses
All concepts
Deep inside my heart
I love
The novels written by the poets
Inside in our hearts we know how to dream
Inside we don't know that happiness is impossible
It can turn into something possible
she can turn into something possible
Nos primeiros momentos as flores
Toda beleza está perdida
Como sempre acontece no início da floração do jardim
Como sempre acontece no início da floração do jardim
Mas o coração é a janela da alma
quando caminhamos através de nossos sonhos
Em muitas reflexões surpreendentemente
Vemos que o paraíso está aqui
Esse sonho foi enorme
Ele sempre foi desejado por mim
Quero refletir sempre sobre meus sonhos
os franceses e ingleses os lindos anjos louros no jardim
As ninfas e fadas perto da fonte
Borboletas voando pelo jardim
As nuvens os representam
É muito mais bonito
Ele tinha um poema
Ela tinha um poema
Ah, sim, a subjetividade da poesia
O que dificilmente se diz neles é que
E que palavras podem curar pessoas
a cura através das palavras não existe
a cura através da poesia não existe
Está no mesmo estilo incessantemente
Poetas sonhavam com o mesmo
finitude sonhos essenciais
aqui você pode ver mais beleza nas flores
Através de cada encontro ao ler livros, é possível sonhar e aprender mais sobre sonhos versus ilusões
As alusões
E muito mais que o calor do mundo
É muito mais que toda a distância
Do céu e do luar
o caminho da vida
Já não seria possível
Mesmo em um dia tranquilo, sonhe e leia livros com mais frequência
Somos fortalecidos pelos nossos sonhos
Os verdadeiros versos
Todos os conceitos
No fundo do meu coração
Eu amo
Os romances escritos pelos poetas
Dentro de nossos corações sabemos sonhar
Por dentro não sabemos que a felicidade é impossível
Pode se transformar em algo possível
ela pode se transformar em algo possível
In the first moments the flowers
All beauty is lost
As always happens at the beginning of the garden's flowering
As always happens at the beginning of the flowering from garden
But the heart is the window to the soul
when we walk through our dreams
In many reflections surprisingly
We see that paradise is here
This dream was huge
He was always longed for by me
I want to reflect on my dreams always
the French and English the beautiful laurel angels in the garden
The nymphs and fairies near the fountain
Butterflies fluttering around the garden
The clouds represent them
It's much prettier
He had a poem
She had a poem
Oh yes, the subjectivity of poetry
What is hardly said in them is that
And that words can heal people
the cure through words does not exist
the cure through poetry does not exist
It's in the same style incessantly
Poets dreamed of the same
finitude essential dreams
here you can see more beauty in flowers
Through each encounter when we read books, it is possible to dream and learn more about dreams versus illusions
The allusions
And much more than the heat of the world
It's much more than all the distance
From the sky and the moonlight
the life path
It would no longer be possible
Even on a quiet day, dream and read books more often
We are strengthened by our dreams
The real verses
All concepts
Deep inside my heart
I love
The novels written by the poets
Inside in our hearts we know how to dream
Inside we don't know that happiness is impossible
It can turn into something possible
she can turn into something possible
In the first moments the flowers
All beauty is lost
As always happens at the beginning of the garden's flowering
As always happens at the beginning of the flowering from garden
But the heart is the window to the soul
when we walk through our dreams
In many reflections surprisingly
We see that paradise is here
This dream was huge
He was always longed for by me
I want to reflect on my dreams always
the French and English the beautiful laurel angels in the garden
The nymphs and fairies near the fountain
Butterflies fluttering around the garden
The clouds represent them
It's much prettier
He had a poem
She had a poem
Oh yes, the subjectivity of poetry
What is hardly said in them is that
And that words can heal people
the cure through words does not exist
the cure through poetry does not exist
It's in the same style incessantly
Poets dreamed of the same
finitude essential dreams
here you can see more beauty in flowers
Through each encounter when we read books, it is possible to dream and learn more about dreams versus illusions
The allusions
And much more than the heat of the world
It's much more than all the distance
From the sky and the moonlight
the life path
It would no longer be possible
Even on a quiet day, dream and read books more often
We are strengthened by our dreams
The real verses
All concepts
Deep inside my heart
I love
The novels written by the poets
Inside in our hearts we know how to dream
Inside we don't know that happiness is impossible
It can turn into something possible
she can turn into something possible
Nos primeiros momentos as flores
Toda beleza está perdida
Como sempre acontece no início da floração do jardim
Como sempre acontece no início da floração do jardim
Mas o coração é a janela da alma
quando caminhamos através de nossos sonhos
Em muitas reflexões surpreendentemente
Vemos que o paraíso está aqui
Esse sonho foi enorme
Ele sempre foi desejado por mim
Quero refletir sempre sobre meus sonhos
os franceses e ingleses os lindos anjos louros no jardim
As ninfas e fadas perto da fonte
Borboletas voando pelo jardim
As nuvens os representam
É muito mais bonito
Ele tinha um poema
Ela tinha um poema
Ah, sim, a subjetividade da poesia
O que dificilmente se diz neles é que
E que palavras podem curar pessoas
a cura através das palavras não existe
a cura através da poesia não existe
Está no mesmo estilo incessantemente
Poetas sonhavam com o mesmo
finitude sonhos essenciais
aqui você pode ver mais beleza nas flores
Através de cada encontro ao ler livros, é possível sonhar e aprender mais sobre sonhos versus ilusões
As alusões
E muito mais que o calor do mundo
É muito mais que toda a distância
Do céu e do luar
o caminho da vida
Já não seria possível
Mesmo em um dia tranquilo, sonhe e leia livros com mais frequência
Somos fortalecidos pelos nossos sonhos
Os verdadeiros versos
Todos os conceitos
No fundo do meu coração
Eu amo
Os romances escritos pelos poetas
Dentro de nossos corações sabemos sonhar
Por dentro não sabemos que a felicidade é impossível
Pode se transformar em algo possível
ela pode se transformar em algo possível
In the first moments the flowers
All beauty is lost
As always happens at the beginning of the garden's flowering
As always happens at the beginning of the flowering from garden
But the heart is the window to the soul
when we walk through our dreams
In many reflections surprisingly
We see that paradise is here
This dream was huge
He was always longed for by me
I want to reflect on my dreams always
the French and English the beautiful laurel angels in the garden
The nymphs and fairies near the fountain
Butterflies fluttering around the garden
The clouds represent them
It's much prettier
He had a poem
She had a poem
Oh yes, the subjectivity of poetry
What is hardly said in them is that
And that words can heal people
the cure through words does not exist
the cure through poetry does not exist
It's in the same style incessantly
Poets dreamed of the same
finitude essential dreams
here you can see more beauty in flowers
Through each encounter when we read books, it is possible to dream and learn more about dreams versus illusions
The allusions
And much more than the heat of the world
It's much more than all the distance
From the sky and the moonlight
the life path
It would no longer be possible
Even on a quiet day, dream and read books more often
We are strengthened by our dreams
The real verses
All concepts
Deep inside my heart
I love
The novels written by the poets
Inside in our hearts we know how to dream
Inside we don't know that happiness is impossible
It can turn into something possible
she can turn into something possible
In the first moments the flowers
All beauty is lost
As always happens at the beginning of the garden's flowering
As always happens at the beginning of the flowering from garden
But the heart is the window to the soul
when we walk through our dreams
In many reflections surprisingly
We see that paradise is here
This dream was huge
He was always longed for by me
I want to reflect on my dreams always
the French and English the beautiful laurel angels in the garden
The nymphs and fairies near the fountain
Butterflies fluttering around the garden
The clouds represent them
It's much prettier
He had a poem
She had a poem
Oh yes, the subjectivity of poetry
What is hardly said in them is that
And that words can heal people
the cure through words does not exist
the cure through poetry does not exist
It's in the same style incessantly
Poets dreamed of the same
finitude essential dreams
here you can see more beauty in flowers
Through each encounter when we read books, it is possible to dream and learn more about dreams versus illusions
The allusions
And much more than the heat of the world
It's much more than all the distance
From the sky and the moonlight
the life path
It would no longer be possible
Even on a quiet day, dream and read books more often
We are strengthened by our dreams
The real verses
All concepts
Deep inside my heart
I love
The novels written by the poets
Inside in our hearts we know how to dream
Inside we don't know that happiness is impossible
It can turn into something possible
she can turn into something possible
Nos primeiros momentos as flores
Toda beleza está perdida
Como sempre acontece no início da floração do jardim
Como sempre acontece no início da floração do jardim
Mas o coração é a janela da alma
quando caminhamos através de nossos sonhos
Em muitas reflexões surpreendentemente
Vemos que o paraíso está aqui
Esse sonho foi enorme
Ele sempre foi desejado por mim
Quero refletir sempre sobre meus sonhos
os franceses e ingleses os lindos anjos louros no jardim
As ninfas e fadas perto da fonte
Borboletas voando pelo jardim
As nuvens os representam
É muito mais bonito
Ele tinha um poema
Ela tinha um poema
Ah, sim, a subjetividade da poesia
O que dificilmente se diz neles é que
E que palavras podem curar pessoas
a cura através das palavras não existe
a cura através da poesia não existe
Está no mesmo estilo incessantemente
Poetas sonhavam com o mesmo
finitude sonhos essenciais
aqui você pode ver mais beleza nas flores
Através de cada encontro ao ler livros, é possível sonhar e aprender mais sobre sonhos versus ilusões
As alusões
E muito mais que o calor do mundo
É muito mais que toda a distância
Do céu e do luar
o caminho da vida
Já não seria possível
Mesmo em um dia tranquilo, sonhe e leia livros com mais frequência
Somos fortalecidos pelos nossos sonhos
Os verdadeiros versos
Todos os conceitos
No fundo do meu coração
Eu amo
Os romances escritos pelos poetas
Dentro de nossos corações sabemos sonhar
Por dentro não sabemos que a felicidade é impossível
Pode se transformar em algo possível
ela pode se transformar em algo possível
In the first moments the flowers
All beauty is lost
As always happens at the beginning of the garden's flowering
As always happens at the beginning of the flowering from garden
But the heart is the window to the soul
when we walk through our dreams
In many reflections surprisingly
We see that paradise is here
This dream was huge
He was always longed for by me
I want to reflect on my dreams always
the French and English the beautiful laurel angels in the garden
The nymphs and fairies near the fountain
Butterflies fluttering around the garden
The clouds represent them
It's much prettier
He had a poem
She had a poem
Oh yes, the subjectivity of poetry
What is hardly said in them is that
And that words can heal people
the cure through words does not exist
the cure through poetry does not exist
It's in the same style incessantly
Poets dreamed of the same
finitude essential dreams
here you can see more beauty in flowers
Through each encounter when we read books, it is possible to dream and learn more about dreams versus illusions
The allusions
And much more than the heat of the world
It's much more than all the distance
From the sky and the moonlight
the life path
It would no longer be possible
Even on a quiet day, dream and read books more often
We are strengthened by our dreams
The real verses
All concepts
Deep inside my heart
I love
The novels written by the poets
Inside in our hearts we know how to dream
Inside we don't know that happiness is impossible
It can turn into something possible
she can turn into something possible
In the first moments the flowers
All beauty is lost
As always happens at the beginning of the garden's flowering
As always happens at the beginning of the flowering from garden
But the heart is the window to the soul
when we walk through our dreams
In many reflections surprisingly
We see that paradise is here
This dream was huge
He was always longed for by me
I want to reflect on my dreams always
the French and English the beautiful laurel angels in the garden
The nymphs and fairies near the fountain
Butterflies fluttering around the garden
The clouds represent them
It's much prettier
He had a poem
She had a poem
Oh yes, the subjectivity of poetry
What is hardly said in them is that
And that words can heal people
the cure through words does not exist
the cure through poetry does not exist
It's in the same style incessantly
Poets dreamed of the same
finitude essential dreams
here you can see more beauty in flowers
Through each encounter when we read books, it is possible to dream and learn more about dreams versus illusions
The allusions
And much more than the heat of the world
It's much more than all the distance
From the sky and the moonlight
the life path
It would no longer be possible
Even on a quiet day, dream and read books more often
We are strengthened by our dreams
The real verses
All concepts
Deep inside my heart
I love
The novels written by the poets
Inside in our hearts we know how to dream
Inside we don't know that happiness is impossible
It can turn into something possible
she can turn into something possible
Nos primeiros momentos as flores
Toda beleza está perdida
Como sempre acontece no início da floração do jardim
Como sempre acontece no início da floração do jardim
Mas o coração é a janela da alma
quando caminhamos através de nossos sonhos
Em muitas reflexões surpreendentemente
Vemos que o paraíso está aqui
Esse sonho foi enorme
Ele sempre foi desejado por mim
Quero refletir sempre sobre meus sonhos
os franceses e ingleses os lindos anjos louros no jardim
As ninfas e fadas perto da fonte
Borboletas voando pelo jardim
As nuvens os representam
É muito mais bonito
Ele tinha um poema
Ela tinha um poema
Ah, sim, a subjetividade da poesia
O que dificilmente se diz neles é que
E que palavras podem curar pessoas
a cura através das palavras não existe
a cura através da poesia não existe
Está no mesmo estilo incessantemente
Poetas sonhavam com o mesmo
finitude sonhos essenciais
aqui você pode ver mais beleza nas flores
Através de cada encontro ao ler livros, é possível sonhar e aprender mais sobre sonhos versus ilusões
As alusões
E muito mais que o calor do mundo
É muito mais que toda a distância
Do céu e do luar
o caminho da vida
Já não seria possível
Mesmo em um dia tranquilo, sonhe e leia livros com mais frequência
Somos fortalecidos pelos nossos sonhos
Os verdadeiros versos
Todos os conceitos
No fundo do meu coração
Eu amo
Os romances escritos pelos poetas
Dentro de nossos corações sabemos sonhar
Por dentro não sabemos que a felicidade é impossível
Pode se transformar em algo possível
ela pode se transformar em algo possível
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