Τετάρτη, 31 Ιανουαρίου 2007

A Question of Heaven


-The time is close now, the end is near
my walk through the valley, trails of fear.
I feel empty, my penance overdue,
i guess it's too late now to be with you.
I'm extremely frightened of what will surely be
i sold myself, the death of me.
I know you can't forgive me
i know I'm on my own,
i've betrayed you. I walk alone.

-Question me not say the lord unto thee,
you have chosen your own fate
and your own destiny.
Denied of this life is what you are to be,
you have chosen your own fate
and your own destiny.

-What exactly is the meaning of this?
Just pawns in your twisted game.
Severe pain for the lie I'm living,
for a love I never could betray.

-Question me not say the lord unto thee,
you have chosen your own fate
and your own destiny
Denied of this life is what you are to be,
you have chosen your own fate
and your own destiny

-Lord I pound my fists at you,
won't you just let me die.
Would I not suffer enough,
no inner peace no after life.

I did what I thought was right
all for the love of my life,
i know it's sad but true.
Something is very wrong,
condemned to suffer so long
for a love so true.

The question that lies within
is so hard to understand,
it steal tears from me.
And in my dying breath
my heart holds no regrets,
i wouldn't change a thing.

My spirit begins to rise
to the heavenly skies,
just to be shunned away by you.
Now all I want is to die,
no streets of gold in the sky
and I wash my hands of you.

-Rising to the heaven's light
just to plead for death,
just to be denied
Rising to the heaven's light
just to plead for death,
just to be denied.

-I know you can't forgive me,
i know I'm on my own.
I know that I've betrayed you,
you know I walk alone.

I walk the trail of fear.
I pound my fists at you.
I'm shunned away by you.
I wash my hands of you.

Questioning the lord...

Iced Earth

5 σχόλια:

bluesmartoulis είπε...

Ήμαρτον κύριε.....
Πάω να πέσω απ΄το μπαλκόνι...
Γειάάάάάάάάάά

spirit είπε...

Το ξέρω ότι είναι βαρύ Σμαρτούλα μου.

Μα είναι τόσο αληθινό...

Για αυτό υπάρχει και το πνεύμα όμως, για αυτούς τους ανθρώπους...

μεθυσμένα χρώματα είπε...

καλησπέρα πνευματάκι!
πέρασα να σου πω μία καληνύχτα!

τα αγγλικά μου δεν είναι καλά για να καταλάβω το ποίημά σου και αν τα κάνω μετάφραση στα γερμανικά ή στα ελληνικά στο babelfish θα χαθεί η όλη ουσία...

foxy lady είπε...

the world is full of kings and queens who blind your eyes then steal your dreams,it's heaven and hell...
Ασχετο;Μπορει...αλλα το αγαπαω ;-)

spirit είπε...

Χαίρομαι πλύ που πέρασες μεθυσμενάκι! Την καλησπέρα μου.

My lady , μου άρεσε πολύ που ξαναπέρασες και μου άφησες κάτι που αγαπάς...