martes, 30 de marzo de 2010

The Unseen Storm

The storm is not seen
But I can feel it inside when you rise
Pretending to trip and finding you, it’s the beginning of an important trick
Always holding the same old mark cards
I don’t remember seeing you cry
From the distance, hearing you, I feel the emptiness of my absence
I suspect that beyond the belief of the inflows of my essence,
You have walked your way
This is your time, enjoy it.
I’m wondering who will be with you tonight
Who will hold you?
Meanwhile, I’m riding thru thunders,
I don’t want no mercy,
Already hardened, continuing an endless battle
Till my last day,
Your fire will always be with me.

Traducción: Tigreneng

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