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PART OF MY LIFE (030)

They stay behind, my dreams and illusions, still waiting in the station. It’s only a one-way trip without return, to heaven the lost train is going.

Who has lost his life with nothing to loose? Toren off like thorns a thousand ways to go. Old stories and legends who are trying to thick me. Today are echo of words, who has got anything to say?

She’s part of my life, of my body, of my skin. I remember her childhood that she could not see. She’s my other soul from then until now, memories of exile she’s taken from her childhood.

How can I express my love for you with my heart beating so hard? How can I out all my sentiment of life she’s waiting at the next station? Twenty-seven years admiring and leaving, a cold winter. Feeling that I have not got her and she’s gone, forever.

Where do you think she is? In my dreams I still hear her voice and. What did she think when leaving? In my heart she will never die.

Where do you think she is? In my dreams I still hear her voice and. What did she think when leaving? In my heart she will never die.

Not in my soul or my heart…

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She’s part of my life, of my body, of my skin. I remember her childhood that she could not see. She’s my other soul from then until now, memories of exile she’s taken from her childhood.

She’s part of my life, of my body, of my skin. I remember her childhood that she could not see. She’s my other soul from then until now, memories of exile she’s taken from her childhood.

It’s only a one-way trip without return…

Where do you think she is? In my dreams I still hear her voice and. What did she think when leaving? In my heart she will never die.

Not in my soul or my heart…

*TRADUCCIÓN LIBRE HECHA POR KEITH ANTHONY THOMSON, EXJUGADOR DEL REAL OVIEDO, DE LA PRIMERA VERSIÓN DE “MI ALMA A TUS PIES”.

☠✔ 🅸🅲🅰🆁🅾 ©

Icaro

Generación del '77. Nacido en Reggio Emilia y criado en Asturias. Enamorado de la música; de mi mujer, Elena y de mi niña, Gaia. Apasionado del cine de terror, la ciencia ficción, la montaña, la fotografía y la comedia. Letrista de grupos pop, rock y metal desde Octubre de 1999.

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