an Angel from hell
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שלום...
יש תחרות ארצית...(אני גרה בדרום אפריקה) של כתיבת שירים...אפשר לבחור מכמה נושאים... השוואה... אפורטאיט (לא משנה) וחיי יום יום... בחרתי על השוואה אבל אני כתבתי 2 שירים...הם שונים בסוף תגידו לי מה לדעתכם טוב יותר.... תודה =) 1.My wish, life I live in the valley of death. My family, My friends, All gone. I have nowhere to go, I have nowhere to hide. One by one we fall, Hit the ground like rain drops. All alone, I walk trough silent streets. Jews are lying on the pavements, Lifeless. I watch the sun rise, Wishing I could be a bird, Wishing I could spread my wings and fly away. In a living hell, I can only pray, That one day I’ll find a way out. Devils are hunting for me everywhere. They don’t need an excuse to kill. Innocent children are burned alive, Forced to dig their own graves. Gunshots, People rushing out of their houses, There is no time to waist! I follow them, I’ve got nothing to lose. The gates are open, Finally I’m free! I thank God for opening this cage, I thank God for setting me free. This nightmare is over. Lost in an unknown country, I cannot forget the pain, The anger, The horror! These things will never be forgiven. Like scars that cannot heal, These memories will haunt me forever. But my only wish came true, Life. 2.One step away from freedom I live in the valley of death. My family, My friends, All gone. I have nowhere to go, I have nowhere to hide. One by one we fall, Hit the ground like rain drops. All alone, I walk trough silent streets. Jews are lying on the pavements, Lifeless. I watch the sun rise, Wishing I could be a bird, Wishing I could spread my wings and fly away. In a living hell, I can only pray, That one day I’ll find a way out. Devils are hunting for me everywhere. They don’t need an excuse to kill. Innocent children are burned alive, Forced to dig their own graves. Gunshots, I look up and cannot believe what I see… The gates are open, Finally I’m free! I thank God for opening this cage, I thank God for setting me free. While running towards the gate, A bullet forces it’s way into my body. I fall on the snow. No, I will not die! The tears on my face mix with blood and dirt. I lay with my eyes closed. Is that it? Am I going to die? Slowly my body gets cold, The pain is fading away. All I know is that I was close, Just one step away from freedom. באהבה רבה ממני...אני.
יש תחרות ארצית...(אני גרה בדרום אפריקה) של כתיבת שירים...אפשר לבחור מכמה נושאים... השוואה... אפורטאיט (לא משנה) וחיי יום יום... בחרתי על השוואה אבל אני כתבתי 2 שירים...הם שונים בסוף תגידו לי מה לדעתכם טוב יותר.... תודה =) 1.My wish, life I live in the valley of death. My family, My friends, All gone. I have nowhere to go, I have nowhere to hide. One by one we fall, Hit the ground like rain drops. All alone, I walk trough silent streets. Jews are lying on the pavements, Lifeless. I watch the sun rise, Wishing I could be a bird, Wishing I could spread my wings and fly away. In a living hell, I can only pray, That one day I’ll find a way out. Devils are hunting for me everywhere. They don’t need an excuse to kill. Innocent children are burned alive, Forced to dig their own graves. Gunshots, People rushing out of their houses, There is no time to waist! I follow them, I’ve got nothing to lose. The gates are open, Finally I’m free! I thank God for opening this cage, I thank God for setting me free. This nightmare is over. Lost in an unknown country, I cannot forget the pain, The anger, The horror! These things will never be forgiven. Like scars that cannot heal, These memories will haunt me forever. But my only wish came true, Life. 2.One step away from freedom I live in the valley of death. My family, My friends, All gone. I have nowhere to go, I have nowhere to hide. One by one we fall, Hit the ground like rain drops. All alone, I walk trough silent streets. Jews are lying on the pavements, Lifeless. I watch the sun rise, Wishing I could be a bird, Wishing I could spread my wings and fly away. In a living hell, I can only pray, That one day I’ll find a way out. Devils are hunting for me everywhere. They don’t need an excuse to kill. Innocent children are burned alive, Forced to dig their own graves. Gunshots, I look up and cannot believe what I see… The gates are open, Finally I’m free! I thank God for opening this cage, I thank God for setting me free. While running towards the gate, A bullet forces it’s way into my body. I fall on the snow. No, I will not die! The tears on my face mix with blood and dirt. I lay with my eyes closed. Is that it? Am I going to die? Slowly my body gets cold, The pain is fading away. All I know is that I was close, Just one step away from freedom. באהבה רבה ממני...אני.
