with all the strength the birds flew
They are passing the stream
The metal cold
of the stairs from castle
All right sir the angels are here
All right sir the angels are here
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave vestige
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave trace
The angels were climbing the stairs from castle
The angels and their mysteries, their eyes blue and their hair black wet with dew
They were right, the angels and their passions
They have a smile strange
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
She is not being honest with them but they still love her and protect her from everything
He is not being honest with them but they still love him and protect him from everything
The birds were taking honey from the trees
It's no allusion or delusion
Poetry and flowers in the garden, solemnity
with all the strength the birds flew
They are passing the stream
The metal cold
of the stairs from castle
All right sir the angels are here
All right sir the angels are here
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave vestige
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave trace
The angels were climbing the stairs from castle
The angels and their mysteries, their eyes blue and their hair black wet with dew
They were right, the angels and their passions
They have a smile strange
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
She is not being honest with them but they still love her and protect her from everything
He is not being honest with them but they still love him and protect him from everything
The birds were taking honey from the trees
It's no allusion or delusion
Poetry and flowers in the garden, solemnity
com toda força os pássaros voaram
Eles estão passando pelo riacho
O metal frio
das escadas do castelo
Tudo bem, senhor, os anjos estão aqui
Tudo bem, senhor, os anjos estão aqui
o orvalho desaparece nas flores sem deixar vestígios
o orvalho desaparece nas flores sem deixar vestígios
Os anjos estavam subindo as escadas do castelo
Os anjos e seus mistérios, seus olhos azuis e seus cabelos pretos molhados de orvalho
Eles estavam certos, os anjos e suas paixões
Eles têm um sorriso estranho
Mas às vezes eu sofro quando eles sofrem por mim
Mas às vezes eu sofro quando eles sofrem por mim
Ela não está sendo honesta com eles, mas eles ainda a amam e a protegem de tudo
Ele não está sendo honesto com eles, mas eles ainda o amam e o protegem de tudo
Os pássaros estavam tirando mel das árvores
Não é nenhuma alusão ou ilusão
Poesia e flores no jardim, solenidade
with all the strength the birds flew
They are passing the stream
The metal cold
of the stairs from castle
All right sir the angels are here
All right sir the angels are here
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave vestige
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave trace
The angels were climbing the stairs from castle
The angels and their mysteries, their eyes blue and their hair black wet with dew
They were right, the angels and their passions
They have a smile strange
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
She is not being honest with them but they still love her and protect her from everything
He is not being honest with them but they still love him and protect him from everything
The birds were taking honey from the trees
It's no allusion or delusion
Poetry and flowers in the garden, solemnity
with all the strength the birds flew
They are passing the stream
The metal cold
of the stairs from castle
All right sir the angels are here
All right sir the angels are here
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave vestige
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave trace
The angels were climbing the stairs from castle
The angels and their mysteries, their eyes blue and their hair black wet with dew
They were right, the angels and their passions
They have a smile strange
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
She is not being honest with them but they still love her and protect her from everything
He is not being honest with them but they still love him and protect him from everything
The birds were taking honey from the trees
It's no allusion or delusion
Poetry and flowers in the garden, solemnity
com toda força os pássaros voaram
Eles estão passando pelo riacho
O metal frio
das escadas do castelo
Tudo bem, senhor, os anjos estão aqui
Tudo bem, senhor, os anjos estão aqui
o orvalho desaparece nas flores sem deixar vestígios
o orvalho desaparece nas flores sem deixar vestígios
Os anjos estavam subindo as escadas do castelo
Os anjos e seus mistérios, seus olhos azuis e seus cabelos pretos molhados de orvalho
Eles estavam certos, os anjos e suas paixões
Eles têm um sorriso estranho
Mas às vezes eu sofro quando eles sofrem por mim
Mas às vezes eu sofro quando eles sofrem por mim
Ela não está sendo honesta com eles, mas eles ainda a amam e a protegem de tudo
Ele não está sendo honesto com eles, mas eles ainda o amam e o protegem de tudo
Os pássaros estavam tirando mel das árvores
Não é nenhuma alusão ou ilusão
Poesia e flores no jardim, solenidade
with all the strength the birds flew
They are passing the stream
The metal cold
of the stairs from castle
All right sir the angels are here
All right sir the angels are here
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave vestige
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave trace
The angels were climbing the stairs from castle
The angels and their mysteries, their eyes blue and their hair black wet with dew
They were right, the angels and their passions
They have a smile strange
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
She is not being honest with them but they still love her and protect her from everything
He is not being honest with them but they still love him and protect him from everything
The birds were taking honey from the trees
It's no allusion or delusion
Poetry and flowers in the garden, solemnity
with all the strength the birds flew
They are passing the stream
The metal cold
of the stairs from castle
All right sir the angels are here
All right sir the angels are here
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave vestige
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave trace
The angels were climbing the stairs from castle
The angels and their mysteries, their eyes blue and their hair black wet with dew
They were right, the angels and their passions
They have a smile strange
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
She is not being honest with them but they still love her and protect her from everything
He is not being honest with them but they still love him and protect him from everything
The birds were taking honey from the trees
It's no allusion or delusion
Poetry and flowers in the garden, solemnity
com toda força os pássaros voaram
Eles estão passando pelo riacho
O metal frio
das escadas do castelo
Tudo bem, senhor, os anjos estão aqui
Tudo bem, senhor, os anjos estão aqui
o orvalho desaparece nas flores sem deixar vestígios
o orvalho desaparece nas flores sem deixar vestígios
Os anjos estavam subindo as escadas do castelo
Os anjos e seus mistérios, seus olhos azuis e seus cabelos pretos molhados de orvalho
Eles estavam certos, os anjos e suas paixões
Eles têm um sorriso estranho
Mas às vezes eu sofro quando eles sofrem por mim
Mas às vezes eu sofro quando eles sofrem por mim
Ela não está sendo honesta com eles, mas eles ainda a amam e a protegem de tudo
Ele não está sendo honesto com eles, mas eles ainda o amam e o protegem de tudo
Os pássaros estavam tirando mel das árvores
Não é nenhuma alusão ou ilusão
Poesia e flores no jardim, solenidade
with all the strength the birds flew
They are passing the stream
The metal cold
of the stairs from castle
All right sir the angels are here
All right sir the angels are here
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave vestige
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave trace
The angels were climbing the stairs from castle
The angels and their mysteries, their eyes blue and their hair black wet with dew
They were right, the angels and their passions
They have a smile strange
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
She is not being honest with them but they still love her and protect her from everything
He is not being honest with them but they still love him and protect him from everything
The birds were taking honey from the trees
It's no allusion or delusion
Poetry and flowers in the garden, solemnity
with all the strength the birds flew
They are passing the stream
The metal cold
of the stairs from castle
All right sir the angels are here
All right sir the angels are here
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave vestige
the dew disappears in the flowers without to leave trace
The angels were climbing the stairs from castle
The angels and their mysteries, their eyes blue and their hair black wet with dew
They were right, the angels and their passions
They have a smile strange
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
But sometimes I suffer when they suffer for me
She is not being honest with them but they still love her and protect her from everything
He is not being honest with them but they still love him and protect him from everything
The birds were taking honey from the trees
It's no allusion or delusion
Poetry and flowers in the garden, solemnity
com toda força os pássaros voaram
Eles estão passando pelo riacho
O metal frio
das escadas do castelo
Tudo bem, senhor, os anjos estão aqui
Tudo bem, senhor, os anjos estão aqui
o orvalho desaparece nas flores sem deixar vestígios
o orvalho desaparece nas flores sem deixar vestígios
Os anjos estavam subindo as escadas do castelo
Os anjos e seus mistérios, seus olhos azuis e seus cabelos pretos molhados de orvalho
Eles estavam certos, os anjos e suas paixões
Eles têm um sorriso estranho
Mas às vezes eu sofro quando eles sofrem por mim
Mas às vezes eu sofro quando eles sofrem por mim
Ela não está sendo honesta com eles, mas eles ainda a amam e a protegem de tudo
Ele não está sendo honesto com eles, mas eles ainda o amam e o protegem de tudo
Os pássaros estavam tirando mel das árvores
Não é nenhuma alusão ou ilusão
Poesia e flores no jardim, solenidade
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