Christ,
I
love you
Not
because you fell from a star
But
because you discovered for me
That
man has blood,
Tears,
Anguish...
Keys,
Tools!
To
open light's closed doors.
Yes...
you taught us that man is God...
A
poor God sacrificed just like You.
And
he who stands on your left at Golgotha,
The
evil thief...
He
too is a God!
From ¡Oh, este viejo y roto violin! (Oh, this old and broken
violin!)
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