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The Tree
The tree has been careless Not wanting to be in a place for so long It has forgotten what it waited for For centuries Las raíces han sido afuera en el sol Burning scarlet forgetfulness into the very esencias de la cultura The youth se pudren Without the nourishment of the roots that anchor them against the Beautifully wicked roar of the azure sea Las sirenas se llaman Sticky sweet soprano song Matando los sonidos de mis ancienos antes que la musica se penetra las orejas The guidance is gone The leaves are defenseless, curled up in Twisted ideas of direction Listening to the golden notes in the air Beckoning them to the sweet sound of destruction It can only hold out for so long Until the plunge Sin las raíces Las hojas no pueden estirar a los cielos la piel no puede respirar la fuerza del pasado ha desaparecido con el Sol Escuche el viento, la madre se llora las lágrimas devoran los cielos El futuro viene rápidamente como un huracán Tirando, tirando It can only hold out for so long Until the plunge (to Spanish Speakers, I gladly welcome some grammer help! I know there are some mistakes so please, dish it out!)
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