Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Un fiore selvaggio




I've faced the hardest times you could imagine.
And many times my eyes fought back the tears.
And when my youthful world was about to fall in
Each time my slender shoulders,
bore the weight of all my fears.
And the sorrow no one hears,
Still rings in midnight silence
In my ears...

Let me cry, for am lady
Let me dream, for am child
Let the rain fall down upon me
Am free and gentle flower, growing wild

And if by chance that someone should hold me,
let him hold me for a time
And if allowed but one possession,
He'll will pick me from the garden to be his.
Only his...

Be careful how you touch me, for I’ll be awaken
And sleeps the only freedom that I know
And when you walk into my eyes, you won’t believe
The way am always payin,
For a debt I never owe
And the silent wind still blows, That only I can hear,
And so I go...

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