por Necronus Supliciador el Mar May 06, 2008 10:10 pm
Nobody could reach me,
Nobody could defeat me,
Standing alone in my kingdom of ice.
Frost, darkness, poison and silence,
And I liked it, my lady of light.
But I'd never seen a soul like yours,
Shining like nothing I knew before,
A new star warning my life,
So precious, so brilliant, so painful,
And I needed it, my lady of light.
So I looked for you, babe
And the moon showed me your face,
The waters whispered your name,
The winds brought me your smell.
What can I do, oh, what can I do?
If you're the only one
I shoud not look?
You could have anyother face,
Anyother name, anyother smell.
You could be anyone else,
But you, oh, you, why you?
I tried to keep you out of my way,
Tried to defeat this damned fate,
But no ice can freeze your smile,
And I like you, my lady of light
And I need you, my lady of light.
What can I do, oh, what can I do?
If you're the only one
I should not look?
You could have anyother face,
Anyother name, anyother smell.
You could be anyone else,
But you, oh, you, why you?
Why you, Chris Tara... Memorias de Idhún, Tríada. En una palabra: sublime.
Y pondría poesías mías por aquí pero lo malo es que hay muchos que las copian, así que, ¿para qué? Si, además, sólo están pensadas para una persona, una situación y un momento...
Nos leemos.