L’amour naissantThe Newborn Love
What world has not known the breath Of emptiness Felt the turmoil in front of the “Powers From Within”, do tell? What house has never cried A child What angel has not fallen before the beauty Of sunset?, see What vertigo takes over our breaths At present The anathema is heavy, the oaths burning It’s disconcerting, do tell? Which is she who hasn’t drowned In her tears The ocean is cold, my life like Ryan’s Daughter You are the Newborn Love Engraved in stone Stele of Lovers See how it’s heavy, it’s slow It’s a revolver, Father Too powerful What Ireland would like to forget It’s legends I feel the turmoil in front of her “Powers From Within”, do tell? What shiver that shatters me In her belly The ocean is cold, my life like Ryan’s Daughter Другие переводы L’amour naissant. |
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