World is day by day getting spoiled by violence and immorality,
Days of peace are going to be totally nil to create a vacuum.
Eye for eye, blood for blood, hatred for hatred will prevail.
Love, mercy, kindness, generosity, nobility and magnanimity
Will become just past matters and everyone will be cruel.
......
A life can be destroyed quicker than it is created.
The beginning, cared for and planned,
The end, unwanted and unexpected
A life is taken quicker than made.
Nine months of warning, waiting, hoping,
Only a short time for goodbyes.
There is a lifetime to welcome a soul,
Plenty of time to meet someone new.
......
I feel your breath upon my cheek
Your heartbeat next to mine
Cradled in your arms; but know
It’s just for one last time
I look into your eyes: you smile
That smile just breaks my heart
Lying here so close, but know
We’re really worlds apart
......
Seda y rosas en el camino,
corazón vacío de pena y sentido,
me llevan la corriente y el rocío.
Me voy al mar,
con mis dolores y penas,
con una sonrisa en la cara,
y alegría en la mano,
libre al fin de las esposas del “en vano”.
......
World is day by day getting spoiled by violence and immorality,
Days of peace are going to be totally nil to create a vacuum.
Eye for eye, blood for blood, hatred for hatred will prevail.
Love, mercy, kindness, generosity, nobility and magnanimity
Will become just past matters and everyone will be cruel.
......
A life can be destroyed quicker than it is created.
The beginning, cared for and planned,
The end, unwanted and unexpected
A life is taken quicker than made.
Nine months of warning, waiting, hoping,
Only a short time for goodbyes.
There is a lifetime to welcome a soul,
Plenty of time to meet someone new.
......
I feel your breath upon my cheek
Your heartbeat next to mine
Cradled in your arms; but know
It’s just for one last time
I look into your eyes: you smile
That smile just breaks my heart
Lying here so close, but know
We’re really worlds apart
......
Seda y rosas en el camino,
corazón vacío de pena y sentido,
me llevan la corriente y el rocío.
Me voy al mar,
con mis dolores y penas,
con una sonrisa en la cara,
y alegría en la mano,
libre al fin de las esposas del “en vano”.
......