Today I wrote a song ...
- Today I wrote a song for me, I wrote you word.
- No rebellion possible if you have not gone through the prison of helplessness.
- Do not blur the nobility of silent pain, crying.
- Together or apart love is always a distance to cover.
- As the beach to wave, I can hold you, and wait.
- Come along and meet us, come with me to wonder, come with me to forget.
- Do not fight over your image in me, is the perfect image of me imagine.
- Just because your image carefully transported not stumble?
- Tell your story: today I have desires to listen.
- I want to know love. Lend me that feeling.
- Why are you crying your death if you never love your body?
- From nothing that I did a whole.
- If everything is in me, why do you need from me?
- And the drama is this: that my all does not go back to nothing.
- You know that makes me visible to your eyes?: That light that I view.
- If you could hear all that silent, I beg silently.
- Yesterday was not knowing why. Today I find, and I know why.
- Time destroys its cathedrals to accommodate our endless cathedrals. Male
who art on Earth.
I
do you see me today, to believe tomorrow.
You who pray with your cannon.
You, maverick, who does not just
life but also want it perfect.
you who want to convince you that I,
when it is you who must, be warned:
For one and only time I ordered the Chaos!
II Men who art on Earth. I'd rather not delay
more at home
in the house I've built.
That stumble over his feet and less with the soul.
That before the sky dream of land improvements.
Let me not to adjudicate the paternity
the world you've created
and leave in peace because peace
My son! are a
exceeded by your smallness.
III
skill to acquire all
up for unknown. And for your prisons
want me to do Bench.
I
that I glory to your Father
not be your executioner, I say:
All the prophecies of hate and destruction in my name
pronounced hatred
have failed.
And all the angry whips put in my hands,
returns them with the dew. Male
IV
who art on Earth,
give me a break and listen.
disbelieve! Do your disbelief, right?
"begging for mercy? Who's do you have? Knives and guns!
Why mercy on your victims? if everything you own, what do
you ask?
V
you explain and decipher, who you impose it?
your knees. Do I believe in your knees?
Do you think left to do for you? Why do not you do it?
If you see me on earth or in heaven
. Neither your soul
see me who are you then?
do you you ask for your Creator? VI
Does the happiness after so is my work and I stop it?
Why did you put my name to the adversity of men?
Can you believe it's a God of death only to resurrect?
What can we agree if ever come to market? Male
VII
who art on Earth. Because you dream
from the first day of light,
love that I do not want to give me
take it away to your brother. Alza
my Truth,
no fencing. And let
incense and myrrh, prayer and humiliation because
I have not died. VIII
Every time you stop fist
withdraw my hand.
For the names I invent your fear,
not answer.
not shield you in Me,
To hide from you.
I transfer your perfection and your stupidity.
And crucify your brother.
I do not exist on a cross. Male
IX
who art on Earth, give me a break
and listen. I
over the millennia that succeeded
you to put up.
Do not you ask nothing in return and you
instead
Everything! That
to learn to believe
descend on you with the forms of absence.
Yo, I could not stop that evil also
into the temples to pray and pray.
I know there are sins
pure invention of the idle
of virtue.
go with your silence That
trying to speak to you. Stop clinging
!
I am your God, your captive! X
Only a gesture to create the set.
And all eternity to wait for you
you understand?
The universe can exist without you, but very desolate
.
But it's your weakness that makes you eternal and eternal.
Cease, then threaten and threaten him on my behalf.
I'm unarmed! Because
ordered the Love as bread,
A hug with hate is a crucifixion.
So our men,
keeps repeating and repeating the tears. With the seas
enough! XI
Our Man on Earth you
and I so close, listen: You've been lied
.
not punishment.
I suffer.
Since my children
divide in faithful and infidels,
is hate. Therefore
descíframe within. Since my late
is the truth of my existence
and would not be, nor would God, if my life depended
only your decision. XII
I gave all my works.
only learned to be demolished. I hoped to Eternity
the fate of your soul
and the worm that of your flesh.
And I still refuse.
're made of light and shade
and I love you without separating.
I created to accompany me,
though, if you still maim the sword of hate,
Never! Never!
Maybe. . . You were more! XIII
For those who prosecute in my name
do on their behalf.
The favors that I ask
me accused.
The proud, whether they ignore me,
as those imposed on me. Those
you put blinders on to till their domains,
not mine.
Those who love justice only to possess,
not to share.
The cowards that instead of forgiving,
request that I do. Those clamoring litanies
instead of listening to my silence.
Those who exceeded by his zeal for Me,
forget the love there.
Those who taught and invented
fly bars.
Those left to their will,
approaching the Apocalypse. Forget
.
You and I, in silence, we have
Eternity built. Male
XIV who art on Earth,
Can you hear me yet?
Then come.
bad you've built your boat,
does not make me guilty of your wreck.
The Dispossessed by you grieve, I have not stripped
Yo.
're perfect. You can believe and disbelieve
whenever you want.
Are you the pain and your joy.
Your crying does not move me.
moves me your strength.
And because I bow to
the infinite wisdom of innocence,
when the sun goes,
celebrate your first birthday.
But whatever you are,
give me the flower of your sincerity. E
Invite me to your life! What
because God would be helpless if there is only
to forgive! Male
XV who art on Earth,
give me a break and listen.
When I call a door, kneel.
When I decide to talk about knee flee.
want to admit talking
and confused. For all that
My son!
will see that lack of faith could foresee
:
the imagination, no. And if nothing
said light
unborn. Because
volatile and fickle men are like a river
playing to the thirst.
And many do not realize that are
like stars, but his soul
I am.
Nemer ibn El Baroud.