Footsteps of Angels

Com um passo lento e silencioso aproxima-se aquela mensageira divina,

Senta-se na cadeira ao meu lado, coloca a sua gentil mão na minha.

E ela olha-me e sorri-me com aquele olhar carinhoso e profundo,

Como as estrelas, tão imóveis e santas, que do Céu observam o mundo.


segunda-feira, 9 de janeiro de 2012

The Cross


Nothing's ever changed, you still turn away.
You've washed your hands, you've made that all too clear;
You just keep on living this lie...

You refuse to see, you're denying me,
The cross I bear, but you don't seem to care;
Even Judas knew he had lied...

I keep wondering why
I'm still calling your name through my tears...

Why are you waiting to embrace me, my dear?
Cold is your silence, denying what is real.
I'm still wondering why
I'm still calling your name, my dear...

I'm sorry if you can't stand the naked truth.
All you see is how you want it to be;
So you keep on living your life...

Release me from this cross after all these years.
Oh, call my name, and help me with this weight,
Even though it comes far too late.

I keep wondering why
I'm still calling your name through my tears...

In my heart I still hope you will open the door,
You can purify it all, answer my call...

Why? Why...?

You can purify it all, answer my call...

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