The Land of Peace

JeanJeanny

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The Land of Peace

Blood runs out of my veins
Puts out the fire of my pain
Brings me home to a land of peace
Where my mind will be at ease

A river so red
A river so warm
Is leaving my body
My father called death
Will do me no harm

My shape is withering
Death made me free
My lover is shivering
As he puts his head through the snare
Made of my despair
But he's going to stay with me
In the land of peace
We will feel at ease
 
Y

Yamiko

Gast
Schön :)
wieso klingen solche gedichte in englisch immer so viel besser?
 



 
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