When the Moon has not yet risen,
and the day becomes the night,
You will be given the message
by an acquaintance of mine.
She's not nice, neither caring,
but she'll be righteous and kind.
And when she shelters you in her dressing
you can shout, she doesn't mind.
[A tiny cranny breaks the skyline. The Moon is coming. She is coming, too. I look at your lovely, peaceful face. I wonder if you know that tonight we will be meeting again at last. ]
Many years I have waited
but your heart's still next to mine.
When the Moon has not yet risen
I will have you by my side.
sábado, 14 de noviembre de 2009
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It's so beautiful, but why do you always have to sound so sad?
Anyway, me encanta como expresas las cosas, pero me encantaría alguna vez venir y encontrar un final feliz :)
Un beso :*
Aha. Un final feliz. No, perdón, un Final Feliz.
Me lo apunto.
oh, prefiero los finales abiertos...
Me lo apunto :)
Se me acumula el trabajo.
Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters, no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free.
Because?
Because he's gone.
But I don't think that it is too late.
Save yourself.
I believe that dreams are sacred.
Take my darkest fears and play them
Like a lullaby,
Like a reason why,
Like a play of my obsessions,
Make me understand the lesson,
So I'll find myself,
So I won't be lost again.
Your're very interesting Isilion.
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