
Today my words fly, over my wings ...
Today my words fly
over my wings,
they go ...ing climbing up so high,
that nobody the accompanying ...
Today my words
they were left without soul
them that always they had
a golden slope...
Now they guard silent,
silence yellow fairy
today my words they broke
the pact of love and water ...
they rebelled to the wind,
your notes not appear
are of my being absent ...
But they say
a group of goblins
them saw, through the woods,planning
above the weeping willows,
those who bend their branches
for to kiss the earth ...
Today my whole life is silent,
because from my heart
do not go out flowers nor laughters,
today my words are bent
as those willows that weeping
when the language is closed,
and feelings
is become in absences .....
Today my words fly
over my wings,
maybe they want to be close
that golden moon
because that the is the only consolation
from your height white...
when my words fall silent ...
My life ran out of letters,
the illusions and dreams
they went with them,
they left me so alone
a few verbs,
a small "yes"
an ephemeral "no",
and weak, "I love you" ...
When my words are silent,
there are not argument that can
speak to them for they go out,
when my words fall silent
I see to the distance
a large cross and gold
that mutes my tongue,
because it is symbolizes in her
my own soul ...
Authorship:Raquel Norma Smerkin RoitmanVer más
Today my words fly
over my wings,
they go ...ing climbing up so high,
that nobody the accompanying ...
Today my words
they were left without soul
them that always they had
a golden slope...
Now they guard silent,
silence yellow fairy
today my words they broke
the pact of love and water ...
they rebelled to the wind,
your notes not appear
are of my being absent ...
But they say
a group of goblins
them saw, through the woods,planning
above the weeping willows,
those who bend their branches
for to kiss the earth ...
Today my whole life is silent,
because from my heart
do not go out flowers nor laughters,
today my words are bent
as those willows that weeping
when the language is closed,
and feelings
is become in absences .....
Today my words fly
over my wings,
maybe they want to be close
that golden moon
because that the is the only consolation
from your height white...
when my words fall silent ...
My life ran out of letters,
the illusions and dreams
they went with them,
they left me so alone
a few verbs,
a small "yes"
an ephemeral "no",
and weak, "I love you" ...
When my words are silent,
there are not argument that can
speak to them for they go out,
when my words fall silent
I see to the distance
a large cross and gold
that mutes my tongue,
because it is symbolizes in her
my own soul ...
Authorship:Raquel Norma Smerkin RoitmanVer más
De: Norma B Papinutti traducción del español e imágen
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