sweet whisperings of my gift
Burns angel's in my heart,
that's the place where you will melt,
there's no need to be afraid of what you are.
Burns angel's in my heart,
let it be the place where you will melt your sorrow.
Burns angel's,
burns for your angel's
let the candle of hope survive again in your eyes,
burns angel's of my dreams, the one I wish will smile for a while,
it's cathedral of love, sadness, fallings, despairs, lost soul and it's the place where no one could take the gift you have been given,
for now, for tomorrow my heart will breathe each burning of your joys,
burns angel's your fears,
please, let me feels the faith in you,
please, let me feels this burning in you.
I wish your joys could lift you to the happiest one of your life.
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