It is the heart
It's the heart
It's the heart, Mother
Wherever it takes me, it takes me to you.
Do you know the meaning of love?
Do you know the meaning of life?
They are you.
This is my heart that never forgets you,
wants to rest
but finds peace only in your arms.
This is my heart that never forgets, calling you,
Where are you?
Where is life?
Where is love?
And why do I no longer see the stars?
Have you not hugged me even though I am not your daughter?
Or have you not caressed my pain a thousand times?
This is me
And this is my heart,
It knows no other mother but you,
Be what you want for the world,
To me you are my mother,
and the world.
wherever you are now,
be safe,
and give my greetings to my father.
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PoetryFlowers, bread, hugs, books, gifts, thoughts, words and pictures are all things that make us feel. They can make us feel happy, sad or exicted. Everything we touch and see , give us a feeling, in it's own way. Love, Sadness, Affection, Bruises, Kin...
