Letra de Indonesia de August Burns Red
This plane's going down in flames, and this time
there's no black box to capture your last words.
A situation we can't make any sense of.
Sacrifice costs all of us everything.
This is the time to turn down our heads and turn up our hearts.
There's no scale to balance this out.
Some say may those who curse days, curse this day.
How does a man wrap his mind around eternity,
when he can't even explain his own composition?
Don't you see it's bigger than you?
He sleeps in the mountains of Indonesia,
and the white on his flag brings colors to shame.
The earth will swallow the water.
The clouds refill the oceans.
Old mountains will crumble, and stronger ones will rise.
This is the portrait of the humble and broken.
This plane crashed down in flames with a man who lived,
who died, to better this world.
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