It's cold
Winter whitens the hard way
Your wicked days are plagued.
The kiss bites your sweet hand;
Hatred blows on your joy.
The snow fills the black groove.
The light is dimmed ...
Close your door to the aquilon!
Close your window in the cloud!
And then leave your heart open!
The heart is the holy window.
The misty sun is overcast;
But maybe God will shine!
Doubt of happiness, deadly fruit;
Doubt of the envious man;
Doubt of the priest and the altar;
But believe in love, my life!
Believe in love, always whole,
Always brilliant under all sails!
Love, fire of the hearth!
To love, ray of stars!
Love, and don't despair.
In your soul, where sometimes I pass,
Where my worms whisper low,
Leave everything in its place.
Loyalty without boredom,
The peace of the high virtues,
And indulgence for others,
Sponge of washed faults.
In your thought where everything is beautiful,
Let nothing fall or retreat.
Make your love your torch.
We shed light on what is burning.
To these demons of enmity
Oppose your serene sweetness,
And pay them pity
All they hated you for.
Hatred is winter of the heart.
Pity them! but keep your courage.
Keep your winning smile;
Beautiful rainbow, come out of the storm!
Keep your eternal love.
In winter, does the star extinguish its flame?
God takes nothing from heaven;
Take nothing from your soul!
Winter whitens the hard way
Your wicked days are plagued.
The kiss bites your sweet hand;
Hatred blows on your joy.
The snow fills the black groove.
The light is dimmed ...
Close your door to the aquilon!
Close your window in the cloud!
And then leave your heart open!
The heart is the holy window.
The misty sun is overcast;
But maybe God will shine!
Doubt of happiness, deadly fruit;
Doubt of the envious man;
Doubt of the priest and the altar;
But believe in love, my life!
Believe in love, always whole,
Always brilliant under all sails!
Love, fire of the hearth!
To love, ray of stars!
Love, and don't despair.
In your soul, where sometimes I pass,
Where my worms whisper low,
Leave everything in its place.
Loyalty without boredom,
The peace of the high virtues,
And indulgence for others,
Sponge of washed faults.
In your thought where everything is beautiful,
Let nothing fall or retreat.
Make your love your torch.
We shed light on what is burning.
To these demons of enmity
Oppose your serene sweetness,
And pay them pity
All they hated you for.
Hatred is winter of the heart.
Pity them! but keep your courage.
Keep your winning smile;
Beautiful rainbow, come out of the storm!
Keep your eternal love.
In winter, does the star extinguish its flame?
God takes nothing from heaven;
Take nothing from your soul!
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