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49 burning condors - seventh hymnal كلمات الأغنية

i am the charred tree
streaked with coal
my breath is still and sweet
struck by lightning

i survived the fury
of the sky
with the knowledge
with her in my leaves

blackened with despair
proud to be here at all
i stand tall
oh i stand tall
my big burnt branches
they will cover you
despite it all
despite it all
i am the silence
in temple hymns
where art and love would meet
a sweet cacophony

and here i will remain
in prudent times
although i crumble
i’ll nevеr fall

blackened with despair
proud to bе here at all
i stand tall
oh i stand tall
my big burnt branches
they will cover you
despite it all
despite it all

i am the daughter of the sky
i rain disheartenment
my tears are lightning

i long for glory
cast in gold
with ivory branches
and trembling roots
blackened with despair
proud to be here at all
i will stand tall
oh i stand tall
my big burnt branches
they will smother you
despite it all
despite it all

- 49 burning condors

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