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Today, my love, I’ll set you free knowing, you won’t return to me Like turtle doves we reach the sky A true beauty for the unknowing eye But the love that were, and could have been, was killed by your one unforgettable sin Everything we had is now shallow and gone but to me, you will always be the one It’s so wrong, but it feels so right You’re giving me an unfair fight But there’s no way back, I have to go through and finish what was started by you I will break the chain and forget about you ‘cause in that way I’ll free myself too With these words, my love, I say goodbye You and I are free now, so fly, fly, fly | ||||||||||||||
 | haleløs | 2011-12-14 21:09:13 |
klicheen 'breaking-up is hard to do' fik du her fint beskrevet metaforisk som 'turtle doves ,,, reach for the sky' og 'break the chain' - på et udmærket engelsk!
Kunne være et kærestepar, søskendepar ... eller et par (barndoms)veninder?
venligst ...
Kunne være et kærestepar, søskendepar ... eller et par (barndoms)veninder?
venligst ...
| Dragonfly | 2011-12-15 08:24:32 |
tak :) og det er et tidligere venskab
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