Hear me a little

I know I should have warned you
before things got so messed up
but I wanted you to hold me close to you
before things got broken apart.

I probably should say that I love you
but I don’t know if you’re ready
to embrace the truth and take it up;
the last thing I want is to distract you
now when you need to be steady,
now that you have so much in your mind.

I love you, my love, and I’ll love you nonetheless,
I’ll try to protect you,
not let anything rip you apart.

So hear this song, my love,
hear me singing for you,
‘cause I’ll always be there for you
no matter where you are.

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To the end

Dreams are made of funny lights,
funny sparkling little stars,
stars I dream I could catch
only for you to bottle them all.

I don’t know if you’ve seen my dreams,
the good and the bad ones,
all of them making fun of me;
I wish you could make me blind.

I wouldn’t say that I’m just mad
but you should see them, it’s very hard
to keep on living in this house
to keep forgiving them every time.

And I suppose it’s kind of tiring;
fighting,
showing a patience I no longer have,
and I just wonder how much time
will take me to kill them all.

2007-2013

The Legend of Brethílíen

A long time ago, in a faraway land, a conflict erupted between two countries in the continent of the Great Eda. The country of Máreléi decided the country of Brethílien didn’t have a right to their lands because there was almost no soldiers apart from the Royal Legion that protected the King. Within days the forces of Máreléi were at the border of the country and the King had no choice but to call to arms every male able to hold a sword, a bow or a spear.

Surprisingly, almost every man went to the palace, excluding children and the elders. Every woman gave the soon to be soldiers their blessing and as soon as they arrived at the headquarters of the Royal Legion they were prepared for battle.

The High General of the Legion lead them to the border and there began a horrible battle. One hour into the battle, when it seemed as though Brethílien was losing, one of the female generals, called Gàlade started singing a song. With her strong voice, every verse of the lyric traveled throughout the battlefield and soon every soldier started singing along and their spirits returned. They charged forward again, with hope and determination, General Gàlade in the lead.

Brethílien won that battle, and every other. And in every battlefield, wherever they fought, the song that ended being called The Anthem of Gàlade, and considered the hymn of Brethílien, could be heard.

When the war concluded three years later, with General Gàlade losing her life to kill the king of Máreléi, every man in the country considered themselves soldiers. The Anthem guided them to victory, and General Gàlade was buried in the precise plaza in which the original summons to the Legion was made.

Today, the Legend of Brethílien is synonymous of strength and determination, of courage and love, and, above all, of hope.

The Anthem of Gàlade

Whether in war, whether in peace,

no one can rob us our right to live.

Never too far, even in pain,

they’ll never make us surrender.

No matter how many battles fought,

they always came again.

No matter how much of us we give,

they’ll never win in the end.

Armour yourselves with your pride and love,

it’s not for us that we join in the fight.

Mount on your horses and look above,

think of your wives and the children at home.

For them, we come here.

Shoulder yourselves with a kiss and smiles,

pray that you’ll live again.

Equip yourselves with laughter and swords,

we’ll never yield or falter.

Show in  the battle what is true strenght,

show there what is most important.

Don’t let yourselves forget that back home,

people are waiting for us.

Armour yourselves with your pride and love,

it’s not for us that we join in the fight.

Mount on your horses and look above,

think of your wives and the children at home.

Shoulder yourselves with a kiss and smiles,

pray that you’ll live again.

Equip yourselves with laughter and swords,

we’ll never yield or falter.