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[Volcano1985]

Someone can check this if it has any mistake.

By the way; to the sky that is always above our head, to the darkness times of the day, to the storms that even come up sometimes, to the seas where we will drown one day, to the old times, to the future even if we don't know what would happen, to the history even if it has many wrongs, to all the beautiful children that are trying to make the course of history good, to the Donkisot, to the Ernesto “??e" Guevara, to the ways, to the journeys, to the darlings, to the lovemakings, to the impossibilities of which we can only dream, to the warmings while getting cold, to the mothers that are warmer than everything, to the fathers, and we are sending our own warmth to the songs that take their tastes from these.

We saw bad things. Wars, massacres, children that were died or killed. We saw people, societies which had lost their own languages, cultures and themselves. We saw flaming villages, cities, forests, burnt corpses animals. We saw poors, crying mothers, fathers and children that were knowingly running to their deaths everyday. We died too but despite everything, we sang songs on this earth's surface.

Thanks World.

[Mister Micawber]

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I'm not sure where you are going with this one, Volcano, but I rather like it. Some suggestions:

By the way: to the sky that is always above our heads, to the darkest times of the day, to the storms that come up, to the seas where we will drown one day, to the old times, to the future-- even if we don't know what will happen--, to history even if it contains many wrongs, to all the beautiful children that are trying to make the course of history better, to Don Quixote, to Ernesto 'Che' Guevara, to the ways, to the journeys, to the darlings, to the lovemakings, to the impossibilities of which we can only dream, to the warmings after getting cold, to the mothers that are warmer than everything, to the fathers; and we send our own warmth to the songs that take their moods from these.

We saw bad things: wars, massacres, children that died or were killed. We saw people, societies which had lost their languages, cultures and themselves. We saw flaming villages, cities, forests, burnt corpses and animals. We saw poor, crying mothers, fathers and children that were knowingly running to their deaths every day. We died too, but despite everything, we sang songs on this earth's surface.
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Canadian-American native speaker
who teaches English for a living at Mister Micawber's
ESL cafe: Interview with Mister Micawber

[Volcano1985]

Thanks a lot

Can you check this

Every darling is not same
You wrote my fate to someone else
I knew you had loved me but
You changed me with someone else
I knew you had loved me but...

In a morning when i’m shivering
I’m walking in your farm
Aimless, unconsciously
This you have done is not possible
Aimless, unconsciously

My daylight and night are same now
I have been waiting you
You were died for me
Another who was loved by others,has come
You were died for me

Ah my love when in my beautiful days
How did you break my heart ?
Night is night for everbody
But i’m sleeplees for days
Night is night for everbody

[prezbucky]

I've tried to respect your poetic license as much as possible, only making corrections where necessary or where I thought clarification was needed.

Every darling is not the same
You gave (?) my fate to someone else (your fate was to be with her, and now your fate is someone else's fate?)
I know you loved me but
You exchanged me for someone else
I know you loved me but...

On a morning when I’m shivering
I’m walking in your farm (or: fields)
Aimless, unconsciously
What you have done is not possible
Aimless, unconsciously

My daylight and night are the same now
I have been waiting for you (or: awaiting you)
You died for me (or: You are dead to me)
Another who was loved by others, has come
You died for me (You are dead to me)

Ah, the love of my beautiful days
How did you break my heart? (or: Why did you break my heart?)
Night is night for everbody
But I’m sleepless for days
Night is night for everbody
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Billie Jean is not my lover. Hee.

[Volcano1985]

Ok thanks much but i see some part that u have changed dont give the same meaning anyway its ok

[prezbucky]

cool beans

Which part(s), and what were you trying to say that I misinterpreted?
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Billie Jean is not my lover. Hee.

[Volcano1985]

Can you check this one ?

I heard that you had forgotten the colour of my eyes
It was just a waste for the tears that came from my eyes for you.
My head which was burning with your love once
I wish i could put it to the stones instead of your knees

Where!!! I was the seven colours, Where!!! i was the soul in your body.
Where!!! I was the seven colours, Where!!! i was the soul in your body.
Where!!! I was your image in the evening, Where!!! i was your dream at night.

So the love was a lie for you.
I feel sorry for the most beautiful years that were wasted.