Annabel Lee
It was many and many a năm ago,
In a kingdom bởi the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom bạn may know
bởi the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to tình yêu and be loved bởi me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom bởi the sea;
But we loved with a tình yêu that was thêm than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a tình yêu that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom bởi the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom bởi the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom bởi the sea)
That the wind came out of the đám mây bởi night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our tình yêu it was stronger bởi far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the thiên thần in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down bởi the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there bởi the sea,
In her tomb bởi the sounding sea.
It was many and many a năm ago,
In a kingdom bởi the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom bạn may know
bởi the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to tình yêu and be loved bởi me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom bởi the sea;
But we loved with a tình yêu that was thêm than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a tình yêu that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom bởi the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom bởi the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom bởi the sea)
That the wind came out of the đám mây bởi night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our tình yêu it was stronger bởi far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the thiên thần in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down bởi the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there bởi the sea,
In her tomb bởi the sounding sea.
of society, she won't last.
But no matter what, she isn't alone
for at trang chủ she has a friend of her own.
He's a special one, no doubt about it
who loves her, her every bit.
To the point of, following her
like a shadow, bound forever.
Together, they live in the lost
away from reality, a world she has tossed.
Playing, sleeping, a wondering shadow
Innocence, deceit, away from the know.
She's trapped in silence, bởi her friend
waiting for a savior, before the end.
With no strength, she has chosen to retreat
Dwelling, lingering, in her choice of defeat.
Don’t run.
Don’t give up when it gets hard.
Don’t lower your chin.
Don’t think you’re not strong enough.
I believe bạn won’t run.
I believe bạn won’t give up when it gets hard.
I believe bạn won’t lower your chin.
I believe you’re strong enough.
I know bạn won’t run
I know bạn won’t give up when it gets hard.
I know bạn won’t lower your chin.
I know you’re strong enough.
(As I read this over it kind of seems like a mother talking to her son/daughter as they grow from 'don't do this' to 'I belive in you' to 'I know bạn can do this'.)
Don’t give up when it gets hard.
Don’t lower your chin.
Don’t think you’re not strong enough.
I believe bạn won’t run.
I believe bạn won’t give up when it gets hard.
I believe bạn won’t lower your chin.
I believe you’re strong enough.
I know bạn won’t run
I know bạn won’t give up when it gets hard.
I know bạn won’t lower your chin.
I know you’re strong enough.
(As I read this over it kind of seems like a mother talking to her son/daughter as they grow from 'don't do this' to 'I belive in you' to 'I know bạn can do this'.)
So far from home
Forever silenced
And sentenced to roam
The shackles are locked
And the cổ áo is tight
But nobody hears me
I'm too weak to fight
The stars that once twinkled
Are now dark in the night
And the moon that once shone
No longer gives light
On each sparse tree
No leaf is stirred
And the owls that once played
Can no longer be heard
Far in the distance I can see
A glimpse of weak light
That teases me
I watch it grow then fade away
Like a slippery fish
That just can't stay
And as I try to struggle free
The chains resist
And strangle me
As I fall back I clearly see
That a single bird
Flies over me
It stops to perch
Upon a stone
And opens its beak
In a sorrowful moan
A sweet sparrow
With no where to go
It Mất tích its path
And became a crow.
Here I Stand Besides you
Don't bạn Even Realized That I Fight with Myself???????
against all the Reality that Can tore My souls..
I Can't make the loosing Fight with my own Hearth Beating..that was you...
bạn filling the hole that burned deep inside my Death Hearth,,
bạn MAke it Beating...
Flushing,,,
takes Me to the first Sunshines after my Nightmare..
Im Afraid..
I CAn't Imagine..
I CAn't Cope This..
How Can I Let My Self Flying high falling Free in Your Life,,then times awaits Me for hitting The Ground???????
Will I Survived from it?
Will I Still Have this beating then?
Help Me,,
Don't Let Me hit the Pain,,anymore..
Im Loosing,,Far Before The war Is Over..
Im in yours Now..
tie in ever single things bạn Make
bạn hold my Life's String..
Up....Down.... Lower...
bạn Stealing The best PArt Of Me..you Take it with bạn Now..
Now...
Im Nothing
Im Loosing this fight against my Self..
I Let My Self Falling In tình yêu With bạn
Don't bạn Even Realized That I Fight with Myself???????
against all the Reality that Can tore My souls..
I Can't make the loosing Fight with my own Hearth Beating..that was you...
bạn filling the hole that burned deep inside my Death Hearth,,
bạn MAke it Beating...
Flushing,,,
takes Me to the first Sunshines after my Nightmare..
Im Afraid..
I CAn't Imagine..
I CAn't Cope This..
How Can I Let My Self Flying high falling Free in Your Life,,then times awaits Me for hitting The Ground???????
Will I Survived from it?
Will I Still Have this beating then?
Help Me,,
Don't Let Me hit the Pain,,anymore..
Im Loosing,,Far Before The war Is Over..
Im in yours Now..
tie in ever single things bạn Make
bạn hold my Life's String..
Up....Down.... Lower...
bạn Stealing The best PArt Of Me..you Take it with bạn Now..
Now...
Im Nothing
Im Loosing this fight against my Self..
I Let My Self Falling In tình yêu With bạn
to be, I assume.
bạn and I,
two different beings,
and yet, so connected.
Your thoughts,
so confusing for others,
but for me,
so known.
I can feel your words,
the emptiness that
sleeps inside you,
I can feel.
The silence in your
voice,
I can hear.
bạn and I,
as if we are from
the different worlds,
and yet,
we understand each other.
At one point, we do.
That mystery
in your eyes,
magic in your words
I can touch,
though bạn let me not.
bạn won't let it,
that tear in my eyes
must me held,
bạn won't let me
feel the sadness.
I hold my tears
for you,
I want to be peaceful,
I want bạn to be
touched bởi the breeze
I'm sending,
so bạn could feel me,
so bạn could feel me.
bạn and I,
so different,
and yet, connected
bởi the thoughts
that are known to ourselves.