Beggar of Love

I am a beggar of love,
cup in my fist.
Today I woke up again
this lethargy of the world
circulate.
I might have wanted
just stay in my bed
to sleep.
I like the red paper
heart,
I will miss my love
to go with me.

I walk my journey alone,
Among friends,
I sing, dance, laugh
through tears.
Here, the love of war
Time after time,
I was wounded again.
I can not stay in love
trench and lay down.
Today I get up again
again to fight.
I am here today
among you, I'm looking for
my partner, a broken spade guys
the end of the innings of a deck of cards.