Silent Wings - Secret Garden

Rise! Stand! Up from black morass! In waves of wind, with hex of stone My rival comes to hinder the creation To freeze the sun Deep, deep within Chaining the hellion Focus sharp, hand to guard The shadow grows, heel dug in Native colossus Timeless force pressing in Down, down a dark water path Icy stream pulling my step Into reflective black Down, down, another day sets Nighttime hydra smothers evening rest Crumbling a monolith Wrestling a goliath Deep, deep within Chaining the hellion Focus sharp, hand to guard The shadow grows, heel dug in Native colossus Timeless force pressing in As told by the seers The giant crashes into a mirror Native colossus Timeless force pressing in Feeble and wanting Ballast descending Native colossus Native colossus

Down goes the sun, the end has begun A season with Eros and my work is done Out goes the fire, in come the choir Why must I live when my dreams expire? God speed my friend Open up your mighty wings and fly This is the end The universe has brought you here to die Give me just a sip of your potion Let me be a drop in the ocean Ravens in flight, I bark and I bite I am not man, I am dynamite I am enraged, the beast is uncaged Fire at will, enemy engaged God speed my friend Open up your mighty wings and fly This is the end The universe has brought you here To die Give me just a sip of your potion Let me be a drop in the ocean Open up your mighty wings And fly Open up your mighty wings and fly God speed my friend Open up your mighty wings and fly This is the end The universe has brought you here To die Give me just a sip of your potion Let me be a drop in the ocean

'Cause the heart wants what it wants And what it wants, is me you and some chicken wings Know you like your curly fries Super-sized, sweet tea and some lemonade To fulfil this craving Don't need reservations 'Cause the heart wants what it wants And what it wants Not my fault You keep it spicy like hot sauce (hot sauce, baby) Always remind me why I'm yours But you got a lot on your plate Ah, relax rejuvenate and just eat snacks Your weeks been long so just ease back (so long) Don't chew more than you can take Welcome to Henny's wings I hope you're having a marvelous day May I take your ordеr Actually no, we don't have any chicken wings hеre Can I get you something else? 'Cause the heart wants what it wants And what it wants, is me you and some chicken wings Know you like your curly fries Super-sized, sweet tea and some lemonade To fulfil this craving Don't need reservations 'Cause the heart wants what it wants And what it wants Some Jam tarts No fancy suits and no fine art Just tied up hair with your mouth guard (hygiene) All cozied up in your space Cold six-pack (get lit) Ice cream Netflix in your jimjams We stay low key just like three stacks (André) Don't care that it's getting late Hello sir, how are you today? What can I have? What can I get? What can I have? What can I get? What can I have? What can I get? What can I get? What can I get for you? 'Cause the heart wants what it wants And what it wants, is me you and some chicken wings Know you like your curly fries Super-sized, sweet tea and some lemonade To fulfil this craving Don't need reservations 'Cause the heart wants what it wants And what it wants Help me sing and say La-la-la-la, la-la (Craving something good, baby) La-la-la-la, la-la (Juicy, crispy, spicy, baby) La-la-la-la, la-la (Lemonade with no ice, baby) La-la-la-la, la-la (Chicken wings, chicken wings, chicken wings, yeah)

Take me to the sky, oh, whoa, oh Put your hands up to the sky, yeah If you're feelin' the vibe, come on If you're ready to fly Yo, J, let's do it 어릴 적의 날 기억해 큰 걱정이 없었기에 이 작은 깃털이 날개가 될 것이고 그 날개로 날아보게 해줄 거란 믿음 신념 가득 차 있었어 웃음소리와 함께 새처럼 가지 말라는 길을 가고 하지 말라는 일을 하고 원해선 안 될 걸 원하고 또 상처받고 상처받고 You can call me stupid 그럼 난 그냥 씩 하고 웃지 난 내가 하기 싫은 일로 성공하긴 싫어, 난 날 밀어 word 난 날 믿어 내 등이 아픈 건 날개가 돋기 위함인 걸 날 널 믿어, 지금은 미약할지언정 끝은 창대한 비약일 걸, uh Fly, fly up in the sky Fly, fly, get 'em up high 네가 택한 길이야, 새꺄, 쫄지 말어 이제 고작 첫 비행인 걸, uh Take me to the sky 훨훨 날아갈 수 있다면, 영영 달아날 수 있다면 If my wings could fly 점점 무거워지는 공기를 뚫고 날아 날아, 나 날아, 난 날아가 Higher than higher than higher than the sky 날아, 나 날아, 난 날아가 붉게 물든 날개를 힘껏 Spread, spread, spread my wings La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la Spread, spread, spread my wings La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la Wings are made to fly, fly, fly Fly, fly, fly if my wings could fly

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour