zer esan -nola esan- aro ilun honetaz. kartoiak, nekeak jada esan ez duenik. tunela nondik hasi. goilare kamuts hazi diren kantu hauekin. . esana baitago, aldez edo moldez.
I lost my head, and she came and spent, the night in my bed. She said to me, "boy you just breathe," my love is free. . Embrace my love, for just one night.
Here I sit in a corner. Singing myself to sleep. Wrapped in all of the promises. That I never seem to keep. I no longer cry to myself. There's no tears left to scratch away.
I'll be anything, I'll be anyone. Anyone you want me to as long as you need me. I'll go anywhere, I'll go high or low. I'll do what you want me to to make you want me.
Sit alone in the dark,. Till our feet get cold,. Only thing warm is a heart,. I don't feel anymore,. Still she goes, still she goes,. But still, but still,.
Silver chairs stuck in your mind. you fall back into. Every time it leaves you tired. Wait to will and walk. This is the side unforgetting. and I'm better without you.
Emmett til lEmmett till, he was just a child in those hills. Emmett till Emmett till, he was just a child in those hills. Had dreams and hopes for the future, as every young boy should, as every young boy should, as every young boy would.
Steel tied to a dead man's hand.. Monstrous puppet, sewn up corpse (sewn up corpse). Device for a perfect murder (Perfect murder, perfect murder!). No trace would be left of the culprit..
They say to be tougher, you must first suffer. They say to know joy, is to first know sadness. To say victory is mine, righteous must first shine. Eventually, you must take down, the evil shrine.
Estamos tão longe, tão perto também. E os anjos nos dizem amém. Fiquei trabalhando até tarde. Mas não vou dormir sem dizer. . Que eu juro. Te juro amor eterno.
Easy come, easy go, that's the way,. If love must have it's day, then. As it came, let it go.. . No, no remorse, no regrets. We should part exactly as we met.
Who will guard these hills?. Those which are abandoned.. Those which are exhausted.. Everything is falling, can you see it?. Awareness will come slow, if at all..
A once sacred womb, now more akin to a furnace.. And we watch her bleed, watch the wounds run dry.. . Bury my hands in the soil. fingers withered and grey.
I just woke up after a Saturday night. And I think it's the first time that I feel alright. In this single moment standing in time. I am finally free, yeah I am finally fine.