Yesterday, when in slumber light and chill,
Drenched in cold sweats, upon my couch I lay...
Let me tell you a story of my life
A sad story of my past...
I just ran away
From the orphanage my mother left me...
Yesterday, when in slumber light and chill,
Drenched in cold sweats, upon my couch I lay...
She was alone. I brought a gift
A rose, surpassing fair...
The centuries of bloodshed
Are past, those cruel years...
Sometimes the road we walk on takes sudden unexpected turns and everything doesn't go as planned. |