Y la muerte Danza continua
(For Joe And Me)

And the death dance continues

They say that if I love you when you die
I loose you as the spirit rises up from your body
You are released into the future
I am released into the future
Birth and Life and Death play their roles in peace

They say that if I hate you when you die
I am shackled to your spirit as you attempt to rise
You will never be released from your body
I am forever imprisoned with you
Life and Death dancing endlessly hatefully forever

Endless legacy for
Endless generations

And the death dance continues

We will dance in hate forever
We can never be apart
I am shackled to you and you to me

They say my hate for you
Is a movie of my self-loathing
The boy within me
Binding you with his deepest wound

Y la muerte Danza continua

When will I gently hold
The part I loathe?

When will I lovingly hear
The voice I hate?

When will I finally accept
The truth I dismiss?

And the death dance continues

И смерть танец продолжается
Y la muerte Danza continua
而死亡之舞继续
رقصة الموت لا يزال
And the death dance continues

Until then

NOTE:
Thank you Google Translation for the audio clips and translations.

In Forgetting To

There is meaning in
Planting the garden

There is meaning in
Harvesting the garden

There I meaning
In forgetting to plant the garden again

There is meaning
In having the child

There is meaning
In hurting the child

There is meaning
In forgetting to heal the child again

There is meaning
In being a person

There is meaning
In being defined by others

There is meaning
In forgetting to define myself again

There is meaning
In employing the person

There is meaning
In destroying the job

There is meaning
In forgetting to employ the people again

There is meaning
In building the family

There is meaning
In destroying the family

There is meaning in
Forgetting to build the family again

There is meaning
In building the building

There is meaning
In destroying the building

There is meaning
In forgetting to build the building again

There is meaning
In creating the language

There is meaning
In destroying the language

There is meaning
In forgetting to build the language again

There is meaning
In finding Paradise

There is meaning
In destroying Paradise

There is meaning
In forgetting to

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