Elsa Angélica
Reina de la luna de la medianoche,
Anticuerpos de la oscuridad
Mi amour 'mío desmayo suave,

Elsa Angélica
Affuse abajo alma mía
¿En castellano Ourn del yacía
Para que todos seeith en la página corriente principal,

Picotazos Cassia, sudor convento
Multa de goteo entre las líneas
Estamos espíritu de la antigüedad en la búsqueda foulard
En donde otros de a nosotros arte ciego

Elsa Angélica
Glaive al dolor de la mina
Me sanó con tu canto América
Sólo soy una bestia volvió esclavo noble
Una visita obligada española a la mirada del poeta ....

Elsa Angélica
Ingrowing enamorada Ourn
Me Inhale a tu café almizcle,
En donde se tira por el empuje decisivo
Y de la celestiales nuestras de por amanecer y al atardecer ....

Me Kyanize, voy de Kudo thou
No lasitud, no hay gruñidos larrup
Calles de pasillo caballerosidad dorada
Capa del sol, con Ourn propia sonrisa de

Sólo una luna de un sol en la trayectoria de directos
Sin dolor, ni la ira, libre al fin ....
Sintiendo la explosión universal,
Almas que pasan, entrelazados como uno !!!!!!
( Spanish version)




( English translated)

Elsa Angelica
Queen of midnight moon,
Antibody of darkness
Mi amour' of mine gentle swoon,

Elsa Angelica
Affuse down mine soul
Wherein ourn castellan lay's
For all to seeith on mainstream page,

Cassia pecks, convent sweat
Drip's fine between the lines
We're spirit's of old in foulard quest
Wherein other's to us art blind

Elsa Angelica
Glaive to mine pain's
Healed me by thy Latin chant
I'm just a beast turned noble slave
A Spanish must to poet's glance....

Elsa Angelica
Ingrowing in ourn love
Inhale me to thy coffee musk,
Wherein were pulling by crucial ******
And the celestial's our's by dawn and dusk....

Kyanize me, I'll kudo's thou
No lassitude, no larrup growls
Streets of gilded chivalry aisle
Cloak the sun, with ourn own smile's

Just a moon an sun in direct path's
No hurt, nor anger, free at last....
Feeling the universal blast
Souls to pass, entwined as one!!!!!!

you're walking mighty
cocky, gobble every
little kudo to so
grow your bobbing
crimson head instead
of mending bridges
burnt to ash and grain
you rain and
wobble 'top this
weather
vain, again you
drain the night
no flight, that's
right it's you
I've named
the Rooster.

You climbed the mountain alone, even when friends and family gave up on you, you remained strong and followed along.

You had a girlfriend who said she supported you through it all, kudo's to her only she left you the moment it seemed you were about to fall.

It hurt, the pain was unbearable and very real, you finally realized you were alone and a moment of doubt set in, maybe I should quit, fall and go back home.

But what's there for you now, just a past sad life and a broken town that's been run down.

You keep going and start to notice something about yourself. You're by yourself, you feel better and everyone says you're beside yourself.

And that's okay, you don't care anymore because the ones that you once deemed real you can see that are fake. The ones that calls you friend and brother sound a lot like snakes, so you go be like a Kit Kat and feel good after every break.

And oh family are the worse. They never believed in you. Your value to them was compared to the dirt. And it hurt, to see others get so much praise, when they didn't even say congrats to the time and the work.

But at this point you've gone numb to everything else around you. The people once tried to down you, mama wish she drowned you, daddy just isn't here and your friends tried to clown you.

But now you're here at the top, and there aggression is no longer there cuz they're asking for a spot. And you think to yourself, no one helped you walk, climb or run. So up here there's only room for one.

But here comes the congratulations and salutations that they feel were only right to say, but wave it off this is your day.

You made it on your own all alone, congratulations.

It's time to build your successful monument and in the middle you should plant something like a fountain. Better yet, you plant whatever the hell you want because it's your mountain.