Who are the angels with whom I cry and laugh,
In the tough hours, in the sweet moments,
With whom I vibrate along the summer afternoons
With whom I share sincere thoughts?...
They are rare jewels, preciousness,
They are friendships I carry in the very bottom of my heart,
that support me under storms
and accept me as I accept them.
You always made me believe
In the goodness of life, in a golden future�
And this friendship I will certainly deserve
Sincerely, while I am alive!
Oriza Martins
Tr: Daiane da Silva
Tr: Daiane da Silva
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