Black Birds song
Data Postagem 11/09/2010, Autoria: Ailson AlvesWorth waiting for
The last to die is hope
I am no longer a child
As much as I try to escape
The sadness always reach me
Carry with me my cross
With the heart at the tip of the spear
Hostage enemy of fear of revenge
Reason and emotion I put in the balance
Worth waiting for
The last to die is hope
I am no longer a child
The sadness always reach me
Black Birds came to visit me
With the news that you're not going
In the mirror I close my eyes not to see you cry
Erase from my vocabulary the word love
The truth lies in his not want to believe
Black Birds came to visit me
Amid the crowd feel alone
Not knowing where I come follow my way
Just wanted you back in our nest
With whom I share the bottle of wine and chocolate
In winter the bed is cold without your kiss and caress
Just wanted you back in our nest
Black Birds crossed my path
Black Birds came to visit me
With the news that you're not going
In the mirror I close my eyes not to see you cry
Erase from my vocabulary the word loving
The truth lies in his not want to believe
Black Birds came to visit me
With the news that you're not going
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