SonhosEssa noite tive um sonho não

Sonhos

Essa noite tive um sonho não muito agradável.
Sabe aqueles sonhos estranhos e sem sentido
Vou lhe contar mais ou menos como foi...
Um novo dia longo e bonito havia se formado.
Céu azul e um brilho mais intenso que mil holofotes.
Ao som do bater das asas dos pássaros.
De repente tudo muda
Me encontro numa sala pequena e fria.
Com um senhor de branco sentado à minha frente.
Sua expressão muda parecendo estar triste
E com clareza diz...
Sua hora está chegando.
Aproveite o máximo que puder e seja feliz .
De repente mudo de visão.
Desta vez estou sentado olhando minha família chorar.
Não resisto e começo a chorar sem nenhum tipo de pensamento.
Acordo em outro sonho, desta vez em um velório.
Meu velório pra ser sincero.
Dessa vez meus olhos ardem e vejo uma figura de preto se aproximando.
Assustado tento correr mas minhas pernas estão presas em algum tipo de mão negra e quente como fogo.
Sua voz alta e grave como um monstro das cavernas me diz pra voltar.
Que isso tudo era apenas um sonho
E que ao acordar seria como se tudo tivesse sido real.
Esse foi um encontro cara a cara com a morte.
Sonhos vem e vão mas esses são os que ficam marcados na mente.
Assim como a cicatriz de um corte profundo.
Sonhos vem e vão mas esses são os que ficam marcados na mente.

Resultados (Inglês) 1:

DreamsTonight I had a very pleasant dream.You know those weird dreams and meaninglessI'll tell you more or less.A new day long and beautiful had formed.Blue sky and a brightness greater than 1000 spotlight.At the sound of the beating of the wings of the birds.Suddenly everything changesI find myself in a cold room.With a gentleman in white sitting in front of me.His expression changes like being sadAnd it clearly says ...Their time is coming.Enjoy as much as you can and be happy.All of a sudden change in vision.This time I'm sitting watching my family cry.I can't resist and I start crying without any thought.Agreement in another dream, this time at a wake.My funeral to be honest.This time my eyes burn and I see a figure in black approaching.Scared I try to run, but my legs are stuck in some kind of black hand and hot as fire.His loud voice and serious as a monster cave tells me to come back.It was just a dreamAnd that upon awakening would be like if everything had been real.This was a meeting face to face with death.Dreams come and go but these are the ones that are marked in the mind.As well as the scar from a Gash.Dreams come and go but these are the ones that are marked in the mind.

Resultados (Inglês) 2:

Dreams That night I had a not very pleasant dream. You know those weird dreams and senseless I'll tell you about how it was ... A new long and beautiful day had formed. Blue sky and a more intense shine a thousand spotlights. When sound of the beating of the wings of birds. Suddenly everything changes I find myself in a small, cold room. With a white man sitting opposite me. His expression changes appearing to be sad and clearly says ... Your time is coming. Enjoy much as you can and be happy. From silent suddenly vision. This time I'm sitting watching my family cry. I can not resist and start to cry without any thought. Agreement in another dream, this time at a funeral. My funeral to be honest . This time my eyes are burning and I see a figure in black approaching. Scared I try to run but my legs are stuck in some kind of dark, warm hand like fire. His loud and serious as a monster cave tells me to come back. That it was all just a dream and that the wake would be like if it had been real. This was a face to face meeting with death. Dreams come and go but these are the ones that are marked in mind. As the scar of a cut deep. Dreams come and go but these are the ones that are marked in the mind.

Resultados (Inglês) 3:

Dreams

that night I had a dream not very nice. - you know those strange dreams and meaningless
I will tell you more or less as it was...
a new day long and beautiful was formed: blue sky and a brighter glow a thousand lights.
to the sound of the beating of wings of birds. All of a sudden change
I find myself in a small room and cold.
with Mr White, sitting in front of me.Its expression changes seems to be sad
and clearly says
your time is coming.
enjoy as much as you can and be happy. All of a sudden change of view
.
this time I am sitting looking at my family cry.
I cannot resist and start to cry without any kind of thought.
agreement in another dream. This time in a wake.
my wake, to be honest.This time my eyes burn and I see a figure in black approaching.
scared I try to run but my legs are locked in some kind of black hand and warm as fire.
his voice high and serious as a monster of the caves tells me to go. - that it was all just a dream and waking up would be: as if it were real. - this was a meeting face to face with death.
Dreams come and go but are those which are marked in the mind.
as the scar of a deep cut.
dreams come and go but are those which are marked in the mind.