How to make the nights that my heart tightens
In the name of infinity and that your dust
The wisdoms of noon when there is nothing left to believe
Or to dream this way. I pray
I pray without God without faith without paradise without a cross
For the sound of a voice
So much sorrow
In the beard of destiny
Like others cry I pray
I pray without God without faith like the outlaws
Without Christ and without Buddha
In the depths of torment
In the sky of the hurricane
As others flee I pray
When deep in my pocket I feel the hole of age
As life unravels as it damages us
And as it tears away tenderness and landscape from us
And memories too, I pray
I pray without God without faith without paradise without cross
Without Christ and without Allah
In the depths of torment
In the sky of the hurricane
As others flee I pray
Even if I knew the reason for a poem
Where the cause of an effect, the key to the theorem
Even though I would like to look like a sovereign
On my knees every night I pray
I pray without God without faith without paradise without a cross
For the sound of my voice
In the time of sorrow
At the bar of destiny
As others cry I pray
I pray without God without faith like outlaws
Without Christ and without Buddha
In the depths of torment
In the eye of the hurricane
As others flee, I pray

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