lunes, 12 de abril de 2010

Swan´s fall

Every morning she perform his play
Each dawn to the death of the day
She don´t think in anything else than
That day must work everything really good

She left food aside to be chosen by the great theatre
Cause she must lose some of weight
Desspite the fact she weigh less than forty kilos

*She was already just a shadow
Always working day and night
She gave it all but it ain´t was enough*

The day she was before the jury deciding about her future
She turned over and over on her feet toes
And made some wonderful jumps and fell like a feather
But in the most decisive moment she fell
And all her dreams fell as well

*Chorus

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