1. Eu quase ainda sou capaz de fazer essa oração... Quase...
Another lonely night in December
(Jaweh, Jaweh, Jaweh)
It is the time of year people remember
(Jaweh, Jaweh)
I can't find a word to say to you
I can't comprehend, I can't relate to you
Plain to see no flies on me
Take me higher Angel Fire
Take me where I want to go
Teach me things I need to know
Plain to see no flies on me
Take me higher Angel Fire
Take me where I want to go
Teach me things I need to know
I'm knowing this could be our last event
(Jaweh, Jaweh, Jaweh)
I'm knowing I am your youngest descent
I don't want to know your pain
I don't want to play the game
Plain to see no flies on me
Take me higher Angel Fire
Take me where I want to go
Teach me things I need to know
Plain to see no flies on me
Take me higher Angel Fire
Take me where I want to go
Teach me things I need to know
I can't find a word to say to you
I can't comprehend, I can't relate to you
Plain to see you faithfully
Take me higher Angel Fire
Take me where I want to go
Teach me things I need to know
Can't you see you're made for me
Take me higher Angel Fire
Take me where I want to go
Teach me things I need to know
Can't you see you're made for me
Take me higher Angel Fire
Take me where I want to go
Teach me things I need to know
(who knows)
2. Posso me entregar ao arrepio dessa canção xamânica, deixar-me arrastar ao abismo da rendição e, então, respirar, e retornar, orgulhoso de ter-me vencido a mim mesmo...
3. Não posso voar, Jaweh, Jaweh, Jaweh...
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