Depois de anos sem aparecer resolvi retomar esse blog.... Bom, vamos ver no que vai dar.... ^^

While your lips are still red

Sweet little words made for
silence, not talk
Young heart for love, not
heartache
Dark hair for catching the wind
Not to veil the sight of a cold world

Kiss,
While your lips are still red
While he's still silent
Rest while bosom's still untouched,
unveiled
Hold another hand
While the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still
blind
Love while the night still hides the
withering dawn

First day of love never comes back
A passionate hour is never a wasted
one
The violin, the poet's hand
Every thawing heart plays your
theme with care

Kiss,
While your lips are still red
While he's still silent
Rest while bosom's still untouched,
unveiled
Hold another hand
While the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still
blind
Love while the night still hides the
withering dawn

Soul Society

If my soul could revive
From my carnal remains
What does it matter to me
If it all fades to black
If I'm born once again
Then no one really is free

How could I be condemned
For the things that I've done
If my intentions were good
I guess I'll never know
Some things under the sun
Can never be understood

How can we believe in heaven
Human reason counters all
Ideas of a soul society
My life is just a fragment
Of the universe and all
There must be more that I can see

In the dark we're the same
In the concept of time
We're like a grain in the sand
And we strive for the flame
As if death was our aim
'Cause we cannot understand

How I wish there was a heaven
All for one and one for all
A flawless soul society
Our lives are just a fragment
Of the universe and all
There may be more then we can
see.