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I never knew what I was gonna be Somebody saw what I couldn't see and lifted me up now I never thought I could be worthy of Lovin' under the sky above
his anger, Dad is it gone? Is the pain gone, is it all gone? This is my act of remembrance, ooh My act of remembrance, ooh, ooh This is my act of remembrance
's now the time is right I will sing a young man's song That you would sing On Remembrance day I will be the sacrifice Bells will ring On Remembrance
Draconian age, Typhonic dream Nuit lead the qliphotic stream The depths in mind where visions dwell Projections of an open shell Into remembrance we
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I feel I come from better conditions buried deep in my mind I forgot awake my soul I want to find and drink this light Images of the past other lives
Nana Mouskouri En recuerdo de tí Quien no ha llorado diciendo un adiós quien no lleva esa herida en el corazón que ni el paso del
Love, I am not surprised to find you here We've traveled through so many seasons now We've seen joy, we've seen pain and fear You and I, we made it through
the simple made divine for any to receive By Your mercy, we come to Your table By Your grace, You are making us faithful Lord, we remember You And remembrance
(d. barbelivien/f. bernheim) Souvenirs de l'est Souvenirs qui me restent Que me reste-t-il de mes souvenirs de l'est Un sourire, un gest Un accroc a
This sweetness that surrounded us, and bled with us... We touched it, and it smelt far worse than weeds... I have touched winds... I have touched sorrows
'em I did not forget your name Beware me of makin' this mistake again! I live here in my grave I never died in this well Dont's leave me remembrance
Small cold drips Called your name in vain Chromatic signs Red on grey in elusive Opium scent vanished. Ho aperto il mio cuore invano Sangue ed una croce
A picture postcard A folded stub A program of the play File away your photographs Of your holiday And your mementos Will turn to dust But that's the
standing erect As I stand like a withered rose Alone with all my pain... To the brim full of sorrow,wounded and forgotten... But always carrying my remembrance
Old light and new colours your picture hangs in the night Is this the right time to set one free and go away In the emptiness behind you I will walk about
I feel down, repulsive chaos is in my dreams Living agony as your face withered Withstand this unjust world Nameless, hopeless - lost in sorrow In remembrance
