The unpleasant of your presence
Is more beautiful than the immaculate light
Of the sun in the awakening,
The bitter of your spirit
Is sweeter than the honey
That distills of its honeycomb,
The dark thing of your look
Is more splendid
Than the sun in the middle of the day,
That out of tune of your voice
Is as fine music
To my tired spirit,
Because you are bigger than the greatness
And your beauty,
It surpasses the eastern and the western,
Northern and the southern.
You are more than my human being
Simply can deserve,
For that reason I wonder if my eyes
Will be able to support without exploding
The glorious moment
When I have you beside me.
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