lunes, 2 de enero de 2012

Falling Heart

Love hurts and the pain is so great that the tears do not come out, sometimes you only think of the happiness of others, of the beloved, a curse or a blessing depends on the time, smiles disappearing into images that are built in the subconscious, miles away I still do not heal my wounds, perhaps never will but if it's that way, I have to live with them, proud of them because they show that at some point was a very foolish man or perhaps lonely and crazy, always a lone wolf on the road traveling alone and not knowing anyone, looking for a hotel or sleeping on the road, forgetting that society exists for a long time, months away from my home and my friends, returning only by circumstances that were urgent, always listening to music, always looking for a song for every moment, waiting for the dawn that hid the stars I've always admired, often sleeping in the day waiting for the sun to reduce their power to get out by my damn eyes, but that never prevented me from knowing my country and sometimes others. Love twice both times I lost something, but I was happy, really happy.

Winter Clouds in the sky fall down once reminding me that love, dark images are plotted in my eyes, the stars no longer shine as before on the road today I see that families return to their homes and I think I'm going has done, not what you look for a house tomorrow I start again soon classes and responsibilities, something that was never very good, always preferred to go anywhere to be in the classroom, but this time I think I need peace and quiet, to refocus my mind.

One night it happened
The morning never came
It has been snowing ever since
The plague of cold harvests the land
And only few still wait for the sun

Cities are buried under white curse
Remains of the man lay on the glacial ground
The monuments of ice curve upon us
Leading our way to the bitter end

One night it happened
The morning never came
The clocks tick anew this same hour of dark
And if we had only known
That it would last forever
We would have forgiven ourselves
And let the snow bury us together

One night it happened
The morning never came
Now it's been seven years ever since
The season of dark fell upon us
And only few still wait for the sun

"The morning never came" - Swallow the Sun

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