I break down just thinking on dark swallows, I've not strength enough to fly away, so I could look like a kid who follows, staggering, a serpentine long
Life is a dream... Nothing's inside such as it seems, as you've eyed. Life is a dream, so dreams the ram like dreams the lamb, thus, I just dream what
Of the ocean Bring the silent I cry In my eyes There's a lament of misery In my sigh A dark misery So I die Oh! My love I am dreaming, darkness around
Old world has left in starvation and disease fourteen ninety-two bring a new change to see Across the ocean the would sail (following out the dark blaze
My sorrow is like leaves flying in the air when the wind strikes blowing everywhere and i can't stay living in this tearful valley so i just pray for
My sight is a blurred skyline The blue stream its head inclines Doubt's river-like Made with cold blood My will's the dyke That stops the flood When
By night, death at nigrum Masses. By day, emptying liquor glasses. This time, a remorse harasses: I can't help doing it! [Bridge:] Blood and semen for
I can't help thinking of tomorrow Now when I've still got all my full will To overcome my fear And makes me feel a real sorrow How my heart crazy is
An end so cold For love which disappoints the heart, so cold As flowers she tight holds This is her end No one can mend What death calls for to the
I see the eyes of the darkness, beyond the fire Where the starts seem to be crying In this green valley, I let go out my desire For some peace and quiet
Knowledge seeker Life is a breath Drink in its beaker Soon will come death And between columns Requiem will be solemn We are the worns Who gnaw your
be a bird I would like to be a man When the fire runs withe me I will feel free again [chorus] Born in the dark Fighting with us There is no reason
with great harm [Brigde I:] have you ever wonder are we just victims of fate Fed with the seeds of hate? why must be wander towards the dark unknow
You are a part of my life Since I met you for the first time In the sky, in the night I will love you till I die... The sweet door of the dreams is open
Voy a hablar por boca de mi gente expresando su deseperacion. ?Quiero cuentas de nuestra educacion! ?Alguno de ustedes destruyo nuestra ilusion? He
Careful, human, coming is a stranger hooded, swinging a broad scythe of danger! choir I have no name and I have no time brings out my game a
Con diez canones por banda, viento en popa, a toda vela, no corta el mar, sino vuela un velero bergatin. Bajel pirata que llaman, por su bravura, El
This is the story of more than a man A notable gentleman (born in Bergerac) Who his life gave for impossible goals That both time and fortune stole
