Introduction of a post which will be released on the Blog http://www.ilparaorecchie.blogspot.com/
a blasphemer
No more I leaned over and even a flower,
no longer blushed in stealing the love
since Winter
convinced me that God would not be stealing my blushing.
I was arrested a day for women and wine,
had no laws to punish a blasphemer,
not killed me death but two guards bigoted,
I tried to force the core barrel.
Why I said that God tricked the first man,
forced him to travel to a life of a fool, in the enchanted garden
forced him to dream,
to ignore the world that there 'is no good and evil.
When he saw the man stretched his fingers
to steal the mystery of a forbidden fruit
for fear that employers would no longer
stopped him with death, he invented the seasons.
... I tried the soul by dint of blows ...
And if they were two guards to stop the life,
is right here on earth for the forbidden fruit,
and not God, but for us that someone has invented,
forces us to dream in an enchanted garden,
forces us to dream in an enchanted garden
forces us to dream in an enchanted garden.
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