"I will be there", said my friend of a distant life Covered in greens of a golden age, set in stone "Follow me", he sounded of dreams supreme, "Follow
We waltzed beneath motionless skies All heaven's glory turned in your eyes We expressed such sweet vows Oh, till death do us part Oh, till death do us
el sonar De la lluvia y el viento Porque llevo tu amor en mi pecho Como un madrigal (repite coro) Porque llevo tu amor en mi pecho Como un madrigal
F+ Dm Bb F Love Try Lose Die Dm A D The heaven can't be made from sky Gm Dm Asus4-A D /
Nights fly away Just for moment get me up Easy girls turn to grey In their heaven's there's no God Walking down empty road Don't remember who you are
When the dragons grow too mighty To slay with pen or sword I grow weary of the battle And the storm I walk toward When all around is madness And there
felt a stream of desire will i see you again disappeared on a frail lonely path still your face i retain... reaching out to grasp your hand again still
with this loathe engrained in me i falter in despair i perish away in my taint of shame lost, astray again... lapsed in the enchantress mind submissive
you imbue me you imbue me with your seed and all i see is me reclining you... i see it all my ashen eyes still see it all still trying hard too keep
deluded into despair this emptiness more than i can bear all i own is pain and sorrow all i know is guilt anxiety, disgust of tomorrow i'm drowning in
yearning for life weak search for faith see them all allow themselves to be part of this waste see weak vanish away see them live with the lie see just
bewailing my memories my death is all that i claim nothing could fill my inanity my opaque apathy bleeds... afraid of this slow decay you see me fading
spending all my time trying to prove to myself you're not as hollow as you seem... suffering and love seem to have the same face same face... wasting
i hide from truth living in denial caught in a dream afraid of waking see through tears uncried and forgotten someone save me ... save me from myself
Fairest and majestic kind draped in royalty and prose Mountains born from youthful forest Cauldrons bore legends CHORUS Holy and sacred are these
In your arms, in your eyes I can see the Paris lights And the warm Italian nights Seems like summertime just flies Through so many skies we've flown
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our lone beholder? When do we walk the final steps? When can we scream instead of whisper? When is the new beginning, the end of this sad MADRIGAL.
