sábado, 1 de octubre de 2011

Forgotten



Forgotten...

Now I only sing every night, hoping to break this silence.


Ah! How I miss those nights in the heat of the moon when I heard you sing to me
I'm still waiting for my door opens and you appear with the sweetness in your eyes.


Today, my voice is all I hear, I am a shadow, My name is "forgotten," I'm just looking forward to hear the voice that breaks the spell of the night!.

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