Soul Song
I will be waiting
With a song in my soul
A fortunate weakling
Which I have foretold
He raises his arms tied
Above the opressed
Singing this sweet song
His melody opens up the sun
And freedom rained
God has come
With the rivers of blood
Pushed back in my veins
She sleeps with her eyes closed
To dream of the past
Her mind has gone blind now
While Her memory closes up the sun
And freedom rained
God has come
With the rivers of blood
Pushed back in my veins
I will be waiting
With a song in my soul
A fortunate weakling
Which I have foretold
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Publicado el: 2010-01-26 00:31:03 por xavier
Cancion Del Alma
Te estaré esperando
Con una canción en mi alma
Una débil suerte
Que me han predicho
Levanta los brazos atados
Por encima de los oprimidos
Cantando esta canción dulce
Su melodía abre al sol
Libertad llovido
Dios ha venido
Los ríos de sangre
Volviendo a mis venas
Ella duerme con los ojos cerrados
A sońar con el pasado
Su mente se ha quedado ciega ahora
Mientras que su memoria cierra el sol
Libertad llovido
Dios ha venido
Los ríos de sangre
Volviendo a mis venas
Te estaré esperando
Con una canción en mi alma
Una débil suerte
Que me han predicho
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