olham Neruda Biography

Like the mad man on the street,
My heart keeps singing,
The vacuum of lonely spreads within,
This song is a song of hope,
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The crowd on the street,
The applause and
the rythmic beat,
seem far and yet so close,
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I was being told Goodnight,
Though it's the Noon of my life,
The clock keep checking the time,
For the first few seconds
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A religion with principle
A religion of destiny
Few believe it exist
Fewer experience it
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Father? ! Never was you there,
The storm is blowing on the
ground,
We never breath the same air,
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