It is a promise of love, ready to be won.
Of all the women of the world a little of each one exists in her
From the strongest to those who feel helpless
And the best poets learned to love her in the most beautiful way
They gave her intense, daring, glittering glances,
And to her heart a fire lit to warm themselves in their flames,
Then they distributed her body among the most beautiful landscapes on the horizon
A true Muse only exists in the eyes of the one who loves
They assume the expected form that our souls are looking for
And they bring with them the certainty that our hearts await
Listening to the sound of her voice we navigate a soft softness
and all the paths that were inspired by it prosper
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