You Hear my prayer, God does not exist, your nothing
and include these my complaints,
you that the poor men never stop cheating
inconsolably.
not resist our prayer and our desire dress. You
When my mind more you go, remember most placid
fables that my love endulzóme sad nights.
how great you are, my God!
are so big they are but Idea, is very narrow
reality as much as it expands to abarcarte
. I suffer at your expense,
nonexistent God, if You exist because I also
really exist. Miguel de Unamuno
