For every voice that is lifted In reverence and pain Show us now And let love not be chained. We should feel what we can stand And let us be alive So we know That we’ve done all we can. Let hearts that are frozen get to see it, In all its glory...
I know it hurts sometimes but you’ll get over it you’ll find another life to live I swear that you’ll get over it. I know you’re sad and tired you’ve got nothing left to give you’ll find another life to live I know that you’ll get over it.
Someone will remember us I say even if in another time Sappho translated by Anne Carson Wouldnt it be wonderful if all our letters could be published in the future in a more enlightened time Then all the world could see how in love we are correspondence between WWII soldier Gilbert Bradley & sweetheart Gordon Bowsher
Padre Nuestro Que estás en el cielo Santificado sea tu Nombre Venga tu reino Hagase tu voluntad En la tierra como en el cielo Amen --------------------------------- Our Father Who art in heaven Hallowed be thy name Thy kingdom come Thy will be done On earth as it is in heaven Amen
Dear night: It was so warm under you that I offered but you refused to endure. You won’t remember me. (We danced. I was the one in the dark. I was wearing this face.) In daylight, I’m an acre of empty desert, anyway. A spent white flower. A pale honey scent wilted away. And I’m having this dream: I am mourned by millions. I died young and I was so, so pretty.
I beg your pardon, I never promised you a rose garden. Along with the sunshine, there’s gotta be a little rain sometime. When you take you gotta give, so live and let live or let go... Smile for a while and let’s be jolly, love shouldn’t be so melancholy, come along and share the good times while we can.