[Verse 1:] Shining wonders, fields of splendor How they sing Your symphony The deepest oceans, rising mountains How they sing Your symphony [Chorus
Suenas con un amor Puro, sin condicion Fuerte, eterno como el sol Con el que se dibuja una pasion? Suenas con un amor Limpio, con devocion Libre
Lurking out of sight Night shall fall and feed my frenzy Beneath an eerie moon a change comes over me Eyes glow by candlelight A face divided in the
to me i feel she is God's gift to me Its gucci mane on the mic' While Zay control the symphony No
your name(D.O.E. on the M-I-C) And where you from(NYC, we up in here G) Why don't you get on the mic for the symphony? (D.O.E
breeze and listen to a symphony Or maybe chill and just be, or maybe Maybe we can take a cruise and listen to the Roots Or maybe eat some passion fruit
loneliness, descending as snow Tears can drown the embers in this broken heart of mine Another portrait in my life watching the seasons passing by Crystallizing
another way Marks a new reason to hide It's true when you slip You slide On the ground Been pushed down by this Primitive pride My voice a stifled symphony
will prove you wrong If you think I'm all talk, you're in for a shock 'Cause this dream's too strong and before too long Maybe I'll compose symphonies
and sunny Evening's about to take control The sky is painting pictures Stirring up love bliss in our souls The breeze carries the fragrance Of the sweetest symphony
me back Down to this cold, cold world A female Shakespeare of your time With looks to blow Picasso's mind You were the best Your body moved with grace and song Like symphonies
Procrastenator slow rising escalator Full force with the strength of ivory tusks My eardrums ache to hear a symphony of sympathy Never cop a plea pass
Uchiakete iu hazu #kikoeru? Koibitachi no Tame no symphony# Repeat ## ------------------------------- Lovers never Have time enough They want to meet But keep passing
, a terminal mind Sadomasochist a high profile, trained in apathy Intellect repulsed, your torn And death will have a face Ravage passion, a theme for
Living forever into my past Empty tears?from broken eyes Frozen fears?from twisted minds My wounds are made of lies Can?t you hear? the symphony? The symphony
I control the symphony/ Gotta get my monopoly; Property of that nigga Bizzy/ Though he was hard and got his jaw rocked, bitch/ I could pass out, get up
Symphony of Myth' That did him in, for your violin, for your violin What works for me, may not work for you That which often gets passed down often
say these words they could; Whatever happened to the songs - the music that we made, and the joy we shared together as on me your fingers played? Are chose symphonies
