It's time to pray. It's time to say the truth.
The world is yours if you deny your sorrow.
Love is the ray that has not got tomorrow,
but just today. That ignorance of youth,
that game we play makes us to live without
a stupid lie that lessens the belief.
We have the aim to cherish the way out,
we just deny, but so we cannot live.
It's time to say to God that we surrender
to Love that heals the very broken hearts.
If you betray my world, we cannot tender
just hug the hills and see the shining stars.
It's time to look at us just who we are.
The light turns red if we continue screaming.
The word turns bad if we continue dreaming
without seeing what's near, and what's far.
It's time to try to sing a real song.
It's time to cry, to ask for a salvation.
We need to fly without feeling wrong.
My tears stay dry. Love is a meditation.
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