Desert Flower
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From the desert you arose.
You stood like a flower in the midst of the aridity
Your strength spoke louder than your beauty
Imposing, proud to have fought and to have conquered
Lonely, dependent on nothingness
Trained in the face of sheepfolds and storms
Bronzed before the inclement sun by day
and overwhelmed by the frosts of the night
Hidden before the magnificent mountains of sand
that with the air transported the sand that clothed her
wild, wary, defensive,
that's her nature, that's what she had to live with,
from the far east, she embarked for a new destination
carrying with her a hope
of a new life
of new climates, of new airs
of perhaps exchanging his terrifying loneliness for the caress of the rain
a caress of rain,
that wets her
that soaks it, until it feels full
and feel that it is similar to other species
that she can find peace and beauty in other places
to become unrecognisable
but for everyone it will always be the flower of the desert,
that fought against the wind, against the sand, against the sun and came out unscathed.
Flower of the desert, beautiful, that conceals all its sadness and tribulation
that rises up to continue shining.
To keep on insisting, to keep on living
She won't give up, she won't give up
Because her school was the desert, her tutor was the sun
her trials were every sandstorm
that made her the flower she is today
with memories that hit her but that encourage her to go on, to live
to go on, to live and not to let go
as long as she lives, the flower of the Desert will set an example
that she never let herself be defeated!
.
From the desert you arose.
You stood like a flower in the midst of the aridity
Your strength spoke louder than your beauty
Imposing, proud to have fought and to have conquered
Lonely, dependent on nothingness
Trained in the face of sheepfolds and storms
Bronzed before the inclement sun by day
and overwhelmed by the frosts of the night
Hidden before the magnificent mountains of sand
that with the air transported the sand that clothed her
wild, wary, defensive,
that's her nature, that's what she had to live with,
from the far east, she embarked for a new destination
carrying with her a hope
of a new life
of new climates, of new airs
of perhaps exchanging his terrifying loneliness for the caress of the rain
a caress of rain,
that wets her
that soaks it, until it feels full
and feel that it is similar to other species
that she can find peace and beauty in other places
to become unrecognisable
but for everyone it will always be the flower of the desert,
that fought against the wind, against the sand, against the sun and came out unscathed.
Flower of the desert, beautiful, that conceals all its sadness and tribulation
that rises up to continue shining.
To keep on insisting, to keep on living
She won't give up, she won't give up
Because her school was the desert, her tutor was the sun
her trials were every sandstorm
that made her the flower she is today
with memories that hit her but that encourage her to go on, to live
to go on, to live and not to let go
as long as she lives, the flower of the Desert will set an example
that she never let herself be defeated!