مع كل ضربة غيثار و كل كبسة بيانو و سحبات الكمان التي تأجج المشاعر، عقلي يسبح لوحده في محيط الذكريات، السعيدة منها و المرة... Dear little lad Heres the story of my life I lived on the moon (2x) Grey flying snakes along Mountains of destiny while The three tailed moneys Were drawing the stars Light from the Sun and I Hide myself on the dark side, alone Ive run so far To find my way Then I dream again.. alone Dear little boy, listen To voices of your soul It showed you the way of Silence and peace Follow your thought and fly Choosing all the things that you desire Giant waves, fireflies.. Your dream will be your only shell Your secrets, your hiding place, my son Dont let them try To crush your brain Let you go far ..my son
Posted on: Tue, 04 Nov 2014 01:52:07 +0000
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