-los pequeños y Claire Salvatore Fushiguro parecen estar bastante cansados- solto unas risitas observandolos dormitar, sonrio al recordar cuando cuidaba de todos aquellos niños en el orfanato ahora solitario, asi que por las mrmorias decidio cantar una cieja cancion de cuna
-Lay down your head and I'll sing you a lullaby
Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay
And I'll sing you to sleep and I'll sing you tomorrow
Bless you with love for the road that you go
May you sail far to the far fields of fortune
With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet
And may you need never to banish misfortune
May you find kindness in all that you meet
May there always be angels to watch over you
To guide you each step of the way
To guard you and keep you safe from all harm
Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay-

https://youtu.be/_yQpU_73Dv0?si=q00UA_IfDA0VesRe

— Seductive Sunday or lazy Sunday? Just wanna sleep all day and don’t do anything…

#SeductiveSunday

──────Are you ready to sleep now?

Time to go to sleep. ||

https://youtu.be/E-LtZ3GJRMw?si=KvqNY4WzwtkQUh6e

+Con una guitarra en mano, comienza a cantar de forma lenta y calmada una canción que habría escuchado de una banda de su agradó+

Sleepless Beauty

Tus ojos me han fascinado desde la lejanía,
Abre los ojos, los demás esperan.
Grita y derrumba las barreras de la noche.
Te internas entre la multitud y
Te liberas de tu coraza.

No hay salida.
Si tienes la intención de soportar el impacto.
Al borde del colapso.
Estás engañado por las mentiras.
Ahora dime donde se allá la luz.

Dibújala mientras baila intensamente.
Para que las palabras que te guían no te fallen.
No tengas miedo de los cambios.

Sin salida… Te desmoronas…

Ahora dime donde se allá la luz.
Dibújala mientras baila intensamente.
Para que las palabras que te guían no te fallen.
No tengas miedo de los cambios.

Abrázame suavemente, aprésame para siempre,
Y todo, hasta que mi corazón se haga añicos.

I've been sleeping a thousand years, it seems☾⋅₊‧. –[Bring Me to Life]

― She is not dead.... she is asleep. ―

|| Bye mis pequeños corderitos.

Crimson lights the sky, the bird still asleep
Like a dream it shines, from heaven's safe keep
Childrens songs we sung, as soft as the breeze
Endless fields, our home, I long for those days

I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you

Silent black, the dawn, and time tells its tale
Darkened blood, it flows, the forest receives
Look within the dark as deep as you dare
There inside you find destruction you seek

I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you...

— Already... enough... I just want to sleep.—

Weel, let´s go to sleep and try to be better tomorrow