Tomando palabras prestadas hoy lo dejo escrito, porque al aire se lo he dicho hasta el cansancio y al parecer no te ha encontrado para decírtelo...
Who are you whom I so faintly hear?
who urge me ever on?
What voice is this that speaks within me?
guides me towards the best?
True, what I thought a dream
Love
shall we deny it when it visits us?
shall we not take what we are given?
There is only this
all else is unreal
who urge me ever on?
What voice is this that speaks within me?
guides me towards the best?
True, what I thought a dream
Love
shall we deny it when it visits us?
shall we not take what we are given?
There is only this
all else is unreal
Afraid of myself
a god, he seems to me
What else is life but being near you?
Do they suspect?
oh, to be given to you
you to me
I will be faithful to you
True
Two no more
one
one
I am
I am
a god, he seems to me
What else is life but being near you?
Do they suspect?
oh, to be given to you
you to me
I will be faithful to you
True
Two no more
one
one
I am
I am
Tell her
tell her what?
it was a dream
now I am awake
I let her love me
I made her love me
I must
tell her what?
it was a dream
now I am awake
I let her love me
I made her love me
I must
Why have you not come to me?
Don´t trust me
Remember
Who are you whom I love?
Who are you whom I love?
There´s something I know when I´m with you
that I forget when I´m away
that I forget when I´m away
free
my true light
Can love lie?
Where are you, my love?
Where are you, my love?
Start over
exchange this false life for a true one
exchange this false life for a true one
Come away
come near
come near me
you touch me now
in all things may I stand by you
What is right?
give
Wrong?
Who is this man?
Now...all is perfect
let me be lost
true
You flow through me
like a river
Come
follow me
I can´t sleep till I see you again
come near
come near me
you touch me now
in all things may I stand by you
What is right?
give
Wrong?
Who is this man?
Now...all is perfect
let me be lost
true
You flow through me
like a river
Come
follow me
I can´t sleep till I see you again
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