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BROKEN MIRROR
Why only you and words in this space
so tied to your heart?
Why said to all I was a part
just a portion of your love?
Learned a lot from you, I was reborn
from your broken mirror.
You were completely wrong, because I’m now
a free wind here again
a being
slave of nobody
my chain is broken
times will never be like yesterday.
When I moved the mirror a window appeared,
this is a good ending
because the blue has come.
Bring to me, untamed wind
the voice of men.
Bring me here their solo voices of all times.
Bring me also, if you can, the lonely ones.
Mirror is broken
there’s a chorus in my eyes.
Strange memories of a love.
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Why said to all I was a part
just a portion of your love?
Learned a lot from you, I was reborn
from your broken mirror.
You were completely wrong, because I’m now
a free wind here again
a being
slave of nobody
my chain is broken
times will never be like yesterday.
When I moved the mirror a window appeared,
this is a good ending
because the blue has come.
Bring to me, untamed wind
the voice of men.
Bring me here their solo voices of all times.
Bring me also, if you can, the lonely ones.
Mirror is broken
there’s a chorus in my soul.
Pale memories of a love
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Title Broken mirror
BROKEN MIRROR
Why only you and words in this space
so tied to your heart?
Why said to all I was a part
just a portion of your love?
Learned a lot from you, I was reborn
from your broken mirror.
You were completely wrong, because I’m now
a free wind here again
a being
slave of nobody
my chain is broken
times will never be like yesterday.
When I moved the mirror a window appeared,
this is a good ending
because the blue has come.
Bring to me, untamed wind
the voice of men.
Bring me here their solo voices of all times.
Bring me also, if you can, the lonely ones.
Mirror is broken
there’s a chorus in my eyes.
Strange memories of a love.
----------
Why said to all I was a part
just a portion of your love?
Learned a lot from you, I was reborn
from your broken mirror.
You were completely wrong, because I’m now
a free wind here again
a being
slave of nobody
my chain is broken
times will never be like yesterday.
When I moved the mirror a window appeared,
this is a good ending
because the blue has come.
Bring to me, untamed wind
the voice of men.
Bring me here their solo voices of all times.
Bring me also, if you can, the lonely ones.
Mirror is broken
there’s a chorus in my soul.
Pale memories of a love
Work type Music
Tags broken mirror, vicente luengo
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Identifier 1708213328346
Entry date Aug 21, 2017, 8:46 AM UTC
License Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0
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Author. Holder Vicente Luengo Moraga. Date Aug 21, 2017.
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