Restlessness
 

Restlessness falls upon your cloud of mercy
Forgive the pain that crowns thy head
Forgive the pain that thorns thy heart
I fear you sail in a ship of stone
To put the weight upon your soul
A storm approaches as another passes
Wipe your hands of the blood you cry
Merciless is a storm
Fear not, build yourself an arch of wood
With two levels and covered pitch
let warmth abound your pierced heart
Forget those who cold-hearted you
Walk away from cold, cruel love
Uproot the rooted pain
Let it not set, and sprout into a tree
For it'd be damned in you
To cut it down
Throw the rock filled with pain
Overboard of thy wooden arch
And forgive of it, think of it no longer
For in the coming, it dost thee well

zow..k voel zow de rillingen over m'n rug gaan
mooi gedaan,dat oude engels enzow

maar hij blijft http://forum.scholieren.com/frown.gif

dankje wel....

MooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooI

*KnUfF*