A teenager to his grandmother:
-Hey, grandma, have you seen my pills?
-Screw the pills, did you see the dragon in the kitchen?! : D
No lo puse en español, porque no sabía cómo traducir la línea final :confused1:
Flies with a broken wing, she's ever so graceful, so like an angel,
but I see, tears flow quietly.
And I can't take it, no I can't help but wonder...
Why do we sacrifice the beautiful ones?
How do you break a heart of gold?
Why do we sacrifice our beautiful souls?
Heroes of tales unsung, untold.