L'Achimiste "Mon Livre Préfré"

" Mon Coeur craint de souffrir dit le jeune homme à l'alchimiste,une nuit qu'ils regardent le ciel sans lune. -Dis-lui que la crainte de souffrir est pire que la souffrance elle même. Et aucun coeur n'a jamias souffert alors qu'il était à la poursuite de ses rêvers."

Friday, March 16, 2007

Angellllll


Angel
Spend your time waitingfor that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always one reason
to feel not good enough and it's hard at the end of the day
Ineed some distractionoh beautiful release
memory seeps from my veinslet me be empty
and weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of the ange lfly away
from here from this dark cold hotel roomand the endlessness
that you fear you are pulled from the wreckageof
your silent reverieyou're in the arms of the ange
lmay you find some comfort there So tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turnthere's vultures
and thieves at your backand the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the liest hat you make up for all that you lack it
don't make no difference escape one last timeit's easier to believe
in this sweet madness ohthis glorious sadness that brings me to my knees
In the arms of the angelfly away
from herefrom this dark cold hotel roomand the endlessness
that you fearyou are pulled from the wreckageof
your silent reverieyou're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here.. all

Just Waiting My Angel ..

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

mafhoum tb3annn bas 3adam el mo2a5za y3ni howa enti asdk min bel angel da??

Ouja said...

mo25ztek m3aki ya zan zan lma a3rf hwa meen akeed akeed 7a2olek ed3ili a3raf b2a..