05 mai: contre-jour

If I
Would give you my clear skies
If I
Would give you all golden fields of grain
Strong legs and tireless hearts
An ocean as dtill as a lake
Would you still worship and pray
And noooooot forget my name
U…MIIIiii AAAaaa….
Instead I’ll give you my storm
I’ll give you my hail
I will tear out trees, sweep up the seas, destroy all the fields
And you reach for The sky
But in this mud you’ll die
And you will pray
And lightning illuminates your faith
When lightning… uh lightning
If you sweet child
Never screamed to get your way
I will forget you… lying there
And sleep for a million days
And I hear your prayers
U…Mi A….
Instead I’ll give you my storm
I’ll give you my hail
I will tear out trees, sweep up the seas, destroy all the fields
And you reach for the sky
But in this mud you’ll die
And you will pray
When lightning illuminates your faith
You will pray. You will pray. You will pray
U…MIIIiii AAAaaa….

Shireen – UMAI