Thank you.
Guardian angel, soul mate,
you’re the star that shines
in my never-ending sad sky.
I am blue.
Your words are my fate,
you write all the right lines
that fil me up and get me by.
I grew.
Your light hasn’t come too late;
through words and thoughts and signs
you repaired my wings: now, I can fly.
quinta-feira, 16 de abril de 2009
Protect me until it's gone
This pain seems everlasting, no end coming - not soon.
Blinding me, taking my last breath – it’s gone, so far away…
Not even happiness smiles at me with the rise of the moon,
I’ve met the hurt and this deep sadness has come to stay.
No good thoughts can save me from this abysm – how insane!
No nice memories can last without the fall of a tear.
It’s such a horrible feeling; I can’t find any words to explain
the drowning of my lonely heart – so weak, so sad, so sincere…
I feel like I could die of this new bad ache in my chest,
I could drown myself into this river of dirty gray water.
How it would be great to create a safe little nest
where I could find a refugee for this pain that slaughters me.
Blinding me, taking my last breath – it’s gone, so far away…
Not even happiness smiles at me with the rise of the moon,
I’ve met the hurt and this deep sadness has come to stay.
No good thoughts can save me from this abysm – how insane!
No nice memories can last without the fall of a tear.
It’s such a horrible feeling; I can’t find any words to explain
the drowning of my lonely heart – so weak, so sad, so sincere…
I feel like I could die of this new bad ache in my chest,
I could drown myself into this river of dirty gray water.
How it would be great to create a safe little nest
where I could find a refugee for this pain that slaughters me.
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