SHE TAKE THE EXPRESSION OF..........

She takes the expression of a flower, the voice of a bird, and the soul as a full moon,Of an april, her words have heat, and winter cold, her skin is hard as the tree, which flogs the wind...And she has, the heart of poet, of big child and of man child, Capaz of loving with delirium, capable of sinking in the sadness, Since she has, the heart of poet, of vagabond and of beggar Y like that I have known it, and this way me like that she is, That has, the poet's heart … Has the arrogance of the Sun, candid look, Her skin of snow does fire to itself, near my, is friend and faithful lover, sees the stars, walks close to my dreaming, with beautiful things...

And it she has, the heart of poet, of big child and of man child, Capaz of loving with delirium, capable of sinking in the sadness, Since she has, the poet's heart