There's a story, it's about a bird that can sing once in its life.
Its voice is the most beautiful thing in the world.
It has been looking for a thorn tree forever since it left its nest
And wont rest until it finds it.
So it impales itself onto longest
And the sharpest thorn and let out a beautiful voice
Among the wild branches.
And right before it dies, it surpassed its suffering,
And its voice put the skylarks and nightingales in shame.
This is the most beautiful song
And it ends with death.
The world is listening to it silently
And God is smiling in heaven.
Because the most beautiful thing
Can only be exchanged
With pain and suffering.
YOU ARE READING
buenas noches
RandomAhh! The night is here, And I miss you more, And I know that you also know for sure, That I can't stay without you now, I don't have any reasons or how, But, I love you each moment each day. Good night sweetheart!
