bien y del mal esta el poder de escuchar libre con alas de cristal al fin volara. Es la fe en ti lo que hara que desnudes tu alma, libre, con alas de
Come enter my, realm of emotion The deepest depths of my solidity Come swim in my, rumbling ocean This enormous mass of infinity Why can't I fade, this
Ease this grieving, so misleading, take away this flowing stream Endless mournig, solemn lorning, encompassing my torrid dreams Painful weeping, poison
I am of the kind, of the divine I'll search till I find my visionary sights of sight I defy all the weak, the foul who now reek I see past the lies, the
Defeating opression, is my obsession Deleting the tyranny, erasing the fear in me Destined to receive, what I conceive Dishonor the majority, by my authority
I have seen, such angst, and pain ever so deep I have heard, such cries, that linger on and on I have had, to witness, fear froma travesty I need, to
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It is, I who shall, reclaim prosperity It is, Thou who must, contemplate vitality It is, only Thee, who now can redeem Thyself For it, is he, who hath
Will this pain ever subside, will this grief ever disappear Can I ever survive, with this loss of a soul Will this misery ever fade, can I obtain life
Why, how can this be, such ignorance and stupidity I defile, such denial, and rejection of my dejection You pitiful pions, I shall not reconcile I denounce
As I sit here, ann ponder on my life I look upon my scars that never heal I keep climbing, the mountain ever so steep Alwayls wondering what I'll obtain
Solo con nuestro deseo ese compaaero fiel, revuelvo el oscuro cajan del recuerdo y ahora mejor puedo ver, hoy tal vez, vuelva a nacer si encuentro en
que no sienten Que mas da si siempre estuvo ahi. Que no ven que son ninos no pueden esperar. ayudemos a que empiecen a volar en sus alas llevan nuestra
Abre alas pra minha folia Ja esta chegando a hora Abre alas pra minha bandeira Ja esta chegando a hora Apare os teus sonhos que a vida tem dono E ela
Alas my love, you say goodbye Wipe the poison from my brow Alas my love, this guilty night It gives me up like a foster child And in this moment I take
Gonzalez era un angel menos dos alas Gonzalez era un santo por lo civil un dandy con un ojo a la funerala tan rojo, tan castizo y tan zascandil. Hilaba
nombre Y llevarte hacia la libertad. Y mis alas son tus hojas Convirtiendo en poesia lo que tocas Y mis alas son tus hojas. Y mis alas son tus hojas