domingo, 4 de noviembre de 2012





"מי ייתן ומילים מהפה שלי ואת המדיטציות של הלב שלי תהיינה מקובלות עליך, הו אלוהים, הרוק שליוהגואל שלי

I will crush my fantasy, bring me olive oil crushed for his majesty to shine a warmth into eternity. This is an eternal decree. We'll dance like flames for there's no gravity, for now I'm just a candle trying to stay lit in this windy night. Got to crush my fantasies of how this life supposed to be. Bring my broken heart to an invisible king with a hope one day you might answer me, so I pray, don't you abandon me. Your silence kills me; I wouldn't have it any ohter way. Is it wrong to think your might speak to me? Your might speak, would it be words and what would you say? It's so heavy a heavy price to pay...

Your silence.






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