Para SemprePor que Deus permiteque

Para Sempre

Por que Deus permite
que as mães vão-se embora?
Mãe não tem limite,
é tempo sem hora,
luz que não apaga
quando sopra o vento
e chuva desaba,
veludo escondido
na pele enrugada,
água pura, ar puro,
puro pensamento.
Morrer acontece
com o que é breve e passa
sem deixar vestígio.
Mãe, na sua graça,
é eternidade.
Por que Deus se lembra
- mistério profundo -
de tirá-la um dia?
Fosse eu Rei do Mundo,
baixava uma lei:
Mãe não morre nunca,
mãe ficará sempre
junto de seu filho
e ele, velho embora,
será pequenino
feito grão de milho.

Resultados (Inglês) 1:

ForeverWhy God allowsmothers going away?Mother has no limit,is time without time,light that does not eraseWhen the wind blowsand the rain falls,hidden Velvetthe wrinkled skin,pure water, pure air,pure thought.Die happenswith the brief and passeswithout a trace.Ma, in his grace,is eternity.Why God remembers-deep mystery-to take it a day?Were I King of the world,down a law:Mother never dies,mom will always bewith his sonand he, old though,will be little onemade of grain corn.

Resultados (Inglês) 2:

Forever Why does God allow that mothers will be away? Mother has no limit, it is time without time, light that does not erase when the wind blows and rain falls, hidden velvet on the wrinkled skin, pure water, pure air, pure thought . Dying happens with that is brief and goes without a trace. Mother, in your grace, is eternity. Why did God remember - profound mystery - taking it one day? if I were king of the world, he lowered a law: Mother never dies, mother will always be with your child and he, though old, is little done grain corn.

Resultados (Inglês) 3:

ForeverWhy does God allowMothers go away?Mother has no limit.It is time without time.Light that does not deleteWhen the wind blowsAnd the rain falls.Velvet hiddenThe wrinkled skin.Pure water, pure air,Pure thought.Die happensWhat is short and wrongWithout leaving a trace.Mom, your grace.It is eternity.Why God remembers- the deep mystery -To take it one day?I was the king of the world.Down a law:The mother didn "t die never.Mother will be alwaysWith his sonAnd he, the old away,It will be littleMade the grain of corn.