09/10/2004

Breed 77 - La Ultima Hora

Une chanson pour à écouter à genoux devans les enceintes...
 
In a darkened place,
Man without a face,
Count on fingers the choices he could have made.
Paint a picture of, view from up above, you -
and soon hes painting in blood.
And that man is me,
La vida perdi,
Now i'm casting a shadow in front of me,
Now i've drained my heart so i no longer bleed.
Clip my wings and hope to fly,
Wave my last goodbye.
Will i be awake, hold my hand when i die, wont you try
Will you take my place, burn your name in the sky (x2)
Will you call to me,
Just in memory,
En la oscuridad te acordaras de mi.
Now you turn to run uptowards the sun rise,
you can't you're walking on glass.
Now it's you or me
Ya no creo en ti,
Too late to say that you should've follwed me,
Too late to burn my flesh so i longer feel.
Clip my wings and hope to fly,
Wave my last goodbye.
Will i be awake, hold my hand when i die,
wont you try
Will you take my place,
burn your name in the sky (x6)

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