(rdemes ket lefordtani, ha rtesz angolul... igazn szpek)
An Angel with Broken Wings
I used to be an angel
An angel without broken wings
I had a golden crown of flowers
Which shined almost as bright as my smile
But when I came down from the gates
And was welcomed by love
I did not notice my folding feathers
I was blinded by the glitter of love
Which now seems to have vanished from my life
I used to be an angel
An angel without broken wings
I was God's proud and joy
But love, oh evil love! Broke my wings of white
It made my smile lower, as much as my heart
I am an angel with broken wings
Just an angel with broken wings
Looking for a way home to the heavens
...or just the love that left me here alone.
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Tears of a Smiling Girl
They are never noticed,
The tears of a smiling girl.
No one is aware
No one cares
No one sees the tears
As they roll down her check.
The world thinks she holy
The people think she is blessed
But she knows she is cursed,
She always has.
Cursed to be never taken when she needs it the most.
She cries everyday
Her pain overwhelms her every thought
But yet she smiles,
That is all society sees,
the smile that haunts her,
for that is only what they wish.
No one wants to listen
For what would they hear from a smiling girl
Her tears scream for the attention of love lost
Which decorates her slimming smile.
The tears of a smiling girl,
Hollow! Always thought to be hollow. | 
AJÁNLOM AZ OLDALT
