A heart like lion, a burning like fire
Waiting just to be set free
A heart like a lion, a burning like fire
How can I bear captivity
Some they tell me I'm a fool, a fool who walks this road alone
So afraid of making changes, remember that nothing is carved in stone
Oh tell me why we are so afraid of the secrets locked with in our souls
Cause Everything that we're made of is dying just to be exposed
So don't turn your back on yourself, there's nowhere to run
You know your life's ain't a practice run
It's time to wake up you're mind
Oh yeah yeah For maybe tomorrow will never come or maybe it will but by then it's too late oh oh
There's nothing left to do but cry oh yeah.
So now you cry but you don't know why, and now you cry but you don't know why
So what you want to be now well it's time to realize
That everything you need now has been right in front of your eyes yeah
Don't point your fingers and blame, remember it's never too late to change
Don't point your fingers and blame, remember it will be okay
You better get up
You better get out
You better get up and turn
Your life around you only live
Once you better act now
Cause you never know when
It's gonna come back around
A heart like a lion
A heart like a lion
A heart like a liooonn...
(tradução)
Às vezes só a música me traz a serenidade e a paz que esta paixão leonina, por vezes, afasta para bem longe de mim. Encontrei hoje uma composição musical, cujas palavras parece terem sido feitas para sportinguista ouvir. É a norte-americana, Rebelution, "rock / world / reggae band", que escreveu palavras interessantes, que nos podem fazer reflectir. Achei que devia dar corda à grafonola e deixar-vos por aqui a mensagem.
Leoninamente,
Até à próxima
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