Welcome!

The refuge of a hug

To the ones who wear dresses made of winter winds

and the overwhelming misery has left their fort in ruins:

in our arms your greatest sorrows will blow away,

since the rich can afford to lose focus, but not hope in any way.

El repòs d’una abraçada

Qui els vents hivernals porten per vestits

i, plens de dissort, ploren la mancança

seran emparats més fort que els neguits;

el ric pot perdre el nord, mai l’esperança!

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