long as you exist (thanks to those who seek to kill us.)
Back.
always come back. Far from legends that are true by throwing coins away from going to watch it on previous occasions was not. Far from typical topics. Far
all, always returns.
And do not turn us back our soul.
beauty refills for each side and each corner.
again excited with the overwhelming glory stale classicism of the Empire, the Republic of the martyrs, those who send emperors to Rome Forum vigilantes from the top of the reliefs published until the end of time their mythical deeds. Back
our soul to aggrandize among ruins, sunsets, the king of sublime chiaroscuro painters.
back the soul to humanize sculptures, churches and squares, or maybe ... You are human _?.
soul back to try again to understand the Church and its doctrine inconsistent if based on the pomp, in excess, luxury and ostentation.
But assume that given by the artists at your service to our souls, is priceless. Inevitable consequences, for unjustifiable, but glorious means that the service has to be unique, not corrupt institutions.
created to God, that the greatness of their works. Back
always come back, if you leave the soul to return. If we strip away the blankets of pictures that cover our concerns on couches lazy Sunday. Back
always come back, if you love beauty. If you want to hear the fluttering swallows in the dawn on the great dome of St. Peter. Back
always come back, if you have to go get something. Your way, your essence, your faith, your style, your passion, your sunrise ...
always return back, if you have to redirect to a soul that has wandered in the wilderness longer count. Back
always come back, as I returned. And I was not looking for you, and I missed you, and I needed you even understand the language without you. I went back and went without you.
I went back and understand it if it is a good place to flee. Further north the sun does not heat. But the case was away when my passionate love.
When I first went, I soldered a link.
Now I closed the chain and connect another link that does not end when or how, but if as you start a new life, returning to the place where you have to be reborn, after death because you have killed.
ROMA.
NO DEATH
long as you exist (thanks to those who seek to kill us.)
José Luis Vázquez Moruno.
May 2010.
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