If you want...

I will rebel, start writing and heal your heart.

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Carry me home

Take my heart to

Where angels and human beings are just one

Where the sun knows the secret to return to life

Where we are not confused

Where we are not at war

Lead it back to

Where time doesn’t pass for us

With no scars

Take my soul

Forget about the hurt

Guide my feelings to where they belong

Undress my heart and soul

Forgive

Even if it all goes wrong

There is a place we can call home

Where love is around

Where everything is full of love

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The Good Boy (I Can Hear)

Find me here

The good boy is still alive

I can hear

Even if you've lost your wings

You can fly wherever you want

Just love yourself

Embrace your back

A thousand angels are around me

And you are that part of me

You hold that missing piece

Even if it has a price

And you must bleed

The good boy is still alive

Just return to life

I know that you are one of us

And you can still be free

Even when you hate to be human

Walking through cold streets

The good boy is still alive

Let me out

Set me free

The good boy… I can hear

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The Whistle:

I am whistling around him

Now that He is sleeping... 

While his inevitable whistle 

Like a sweet call

That turns into a hopeless voice

Whispers in my mind

After having dirtied his hands

After digging his own tomb

I'm whistling by his side

Like a light that never goes out

While he sleeps forever

And ever

...

I didn't know him at all, but I'm whistling by his grave, with white rose petals in my hands to give to... Nobody.

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Weep for yourself, lion man

Weep for yourself, lion man.

You lost your throne,

Your crown fell.

You're not the king of hearts you used to be.

You are losing your grip.

In front of my eyes,

You have no courage.

Your roaring has lost its strength.

You have lost your voice.

Your kingdom has fallen into ruins.

Your eyes just lead me to mercy.

Look down and bury your head.

Even if you won't regret,

Maybe you will find a fragment of truth,

Some piece of shame.

Coward!

You have forsaken the war.

Coward twice,

You have lived this before.

The beating of your heart is the only sound.

No echoes.

No more.

Weep for yourself, lion man.

Your karma is to be forgotten —

To forget

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Spanish Version: Llora por ti mismo hombre león

Epitaph

Once upon a time...

''I know

We both hope for that day

You

Because You will have my strong and unconditional love

I 

Because I will have the greatest love of my life''

But

He needs someone who loves him less than the way I do

I need someone to love me more than He supposedly loved me

Writing by Andrés Miles © All rights reserved