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Habit made me spend my life

In the dispersion of my soul my flowers bloom

And he began to look at me with your eyes, my moon

Oh my master, let me cry the rhymes of my poetry

Oh my sadness, do not color my fate

For the wind blew the leaves of my prose

And made me cry in an age other than mine

Oh my regret made me devote my life

In a fight a flash creeps into my dawn

And made me understand some of the plans of my life

That control my thoughts

It was a broken whisper

Oh bird, sing a sweet tune

And do not let the sun expose my affair

For if you decide to expose my affair

Nothing will remain of my denial

And the enemy will make me sleep while I am awake

And my sight will dim and my vision will be lost

And my hearing will be torn, oh my God, fate

My friends dispersed and left me alone

I revolve in a whirlpool that raged my sea

And threw a body other than my body into my river

So my face changed and my color turned pale

And I trembled My life is in your face, my dear

Let me try to control my tree

And pick some of my fruits

For fear has frozen my thinking and made me turn

For habit has made me choose my path

And not follow your whims, my life partner