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viernes, 15 de mayo de 2009

Death

Adoro esta canción de Najwajean
DEATH
Here it comes, and it's warm,
it is not sun
But it's warm,
and it's between us
I'm not frightened, but my body is
Maybe is death
Maybe is death
Like a twist that comes from behind my arms
I've been called from somewhere beneath the earth
I didn't know till it was too late
I didn't hear
Because tonight wake me up with a new fear and it feels 
like I lost all of my tears
I didn't know it was too late
I didn't hear
You have to die, trice here
then you'll be born, back again 
Like a king or a queen
Like a king
Like a thief 
I was trying to be smart
In the end I was just a simple heart
I didn't know till was too late
I didn't hear
Like a glove that is trying to fit my hand
Now it feels like
 I'm covered in mud
I didn' know till was too late
I didn't hear

1 comentario:

ae dijo...

perrako! a ti lo que te mola es la Nawja sentada con la minifaldita esa! que tienes la mente sucia!!! ;-P