Paradise

Wed, 11/12/2014 - 21:25 -- Vy Lam

What if at the end of this road

There’s only darkness and nothingness?

What if one day the truth unfolds

And what we believed in turned into ashes?

 

Will you wait for me at the gate?

Together, we’ll finish the race?

Darling, don’t you hesitate.

As long that I can see your face

There’s nothing that I’m afraid.

 

We were born as slaves

That’s why we hope and dream of being free.

We hide our tears and try to be brave

We dream and live in our fantasy and avoid reality

 

When I look into your eyes

All I can see is paradise.

Even though we don’t know why

Everything have its end and dies,

We cry, accept, and survive. 

 

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