Antes eu era convencida... agora sou perfeita.



terça-feira, abril 08, 2008

Guardian Angel


Your soul claimed mine
"Here I am", said I
"My soul rests in thine
I'm finally home, pai."


Where art thou, gentle soul?


Tears spring from my eyes
You aren't here anymore
I dry them many times
Why am I still here for?


Where art thou, gentle soul?


Tell me you are OK
Rest my heart, please
Every night I thee pray
To set my soul at ease.


My angel,
I thank thee:
Your guidance, protection and love for me.