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YOUNG QUEEN OF SCOTS 🎵 #Braveheart #DontTouchHer youtu.be/xyQCIAuOhmg?si… via @YouTube
Nothing of Love and Beauty ever come from the Left
A young voice rising between a cry and a prayer. A song like a manifesto: the strength to stand when all seems lost, the courage to protect innocence, the flame of an inner revolt. A chant of resistance and hope, an anthem for all who refuse to bow. An epic ballad, between poetry and defiance, where fragility becomes strength, where silence turns into a cry. Lyrics: I am not of age for battles, Nor armed with power’s might. But when the night becomes a shroud, I raise my voice against the night. They told me silence was my place, To bow my head, to close my eyes. But I have chosen to defy, To guard the innocent, my vow, my cry. I have only my hands, I have only my voice, But I lift the flame, I refuse their choice. Brave is the heart that will not fall, Even a child can rise and stand tall. They say that fear must always reign, That we must bend beneath the law. But I will stand and break the chain, Defend the shadow that walks with awe. What is a world that will not save, Its daughters left in the cold of night? I will be the echo brave, The ember burning, the spark of light. I have only my hands, I have only my voice, But I lift the flame, I refuse their choice. Brave is the heart that will not fall, Even a child can rise and stand tall. And if tomorrow my voice should fade, Let it be song for others made. Let every step bear the vow I keep: To guard the innocent, awake, not asleep. I have only my hands, I have only my voice, But I lift the flame, I refuse their choice. Brave is the heart that will not fall, Even a child can rise and stand tall.
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