Wake up, my heart
Wake up, my heart
Get up
I am calling you
The years have passed
The grey hairs are eating my head.
Wake up, my heart
Get up,
Why I am here calling you and you are not answering?
Wake up, my heart
You are leading us to destruction
wake up to live
so that we live
Why do I pay for what you want?
Get up
Life does not wait for those who don't want to live
And those who want life do not wait for it, they create it
Wake up, my heart
And help your thoughts
And let's go make glory
Saying goodbye to sorrows
Transmitting our message
Wake up, my heart
I'm tired of waiting
YOU ARE READING
Feel
PoetryFlowers, bread, hugs, books, gifts, thoughts, words and pictures are all things that make us feel. They can make us feel happy, sad or exicted. Everything we touch and see , give us a feeling, in it's own way. Love, Sadness, Affection, Bruises, Kin...
