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WHAT WOULDN'T I GIVE...
What would i give to rise,
and reach my dreams
What would i give to breathe the air
af a cold lonely mountain,
or feel the taste of the sunligt in my lips
or just to be there, under the warmth of a
golden tree,
And what would i give to feel the water under
my feet
What would i give?
the question shouldn't be that, for it should
be: What wouldn't i give to share every
morning, and every thought with hobbits, or
be corrected by elves, to make my dreams
como true, and be just for a second in such a
nice land, where i can be, where i can break
free, where all that i dream, all that i see...
(Mensaje original de: Arien)
What would i give to rise,
and reach my dreams
What would i give to breathe the air
af a cold lonely mountain,
or feel the taste of the sunligt in my lips
or just to be there, under the warmth of a
golden tree,
And what would i give to feel the water under
my feet
What would i give?
the question shouldn't be that, for it should
be: What wouldn't i give to share every
morning, and every thought with hobbits, or
be corrected by elves, to make my dreams
como true, and be just for a second in such a
nice land, where i can be, where i can break
free, where all that i dream, all that i see...
(Mensaje original de: Arien)