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我要你飞

爱你到天荒地老

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STRONGER THAN BEFORE

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MY LOVING SUNFLOWER

**\[Verse 1]**
In a quiet town, a little girl cried,
Torn from her siblings, left to survive.
She swore one day, if love would stay,
Her children won’t know that kind of pain.

A promise made beneath the stars,
To build a home, to heal the scars.
But fate was cruel, love slipped away,
Her heart was broken, night turned to grey.

**\[Chorus]**
But she held on through the storm,
Hiding hurt to keep them warm.
She chose the light, she chose the fight,
To give her children a better life.
Even when her heart would break,
She smiled for all her children’s sake.
Nanay Noring, with hands so worn,
Gave them peace through every storm.

**\[Verse 2]**
He broke her trust, he broke her soul,
But never made her love turn cold.
She bore the pain, she bore the cost,
To shield her kids from what she lost.

Liezel, the first, gone before her time,
Still in her heart, forever shines.
Kelyn, Titing, Marlou too,
Janalou and Janice — her love so true.

**\[Chorus]**
And she held on through the storm,
Hiding tears to keep them warm.
She chose the light, she chose the fight,
To give her children a chance at life.
Even when the nights were long,
She stayed, she prayed, she carried on.
Nanay Noring, a love reborn,
Through every dusk, she found the dawn.

**\[Bridge]**
She forgave the man who caused her ache,
Hoped for peace, for their children’s sake.
But life can change in just one day,
He passed on Kelyn’s wedding day.
A mother’s dream turned into rain,
But still, she rose and bore the pain.

**\[Verse 3]**
Now her children have their own,
And her house is filled, she’s not alone.
Grandchildren running in her care,
She gives her all, her soul laid bare.

No riches, no gold, nothing grand,
But still she gives with open hands.
Even without her own to claim,
For them, she’d give it all again.

**\[Final Chorus]**
She still stands through every storm,
With arms wide open, soft and warm.
She chose the light, she chose the fight,
A quiet hero, shining bright.
A legacy of love she gave,
With every choice, so strong, so brave.
Nanay Noring, in hearts adorned,
Forever loved, forever mourned.

**\[Outro]**
In every smile, in every name,
Her silent love still burns like flame.
She asked for little, gave so much,
A life of grace, a healing touch.

HER SILENT LOVE

Era uma vez

It started with a trolley, aisle twenty-three,
She was humming Black Sabbath, sipping iced tea,
Then the world spun fast, the shelves took flight,
Vicky hit the floor like a disco light.

Manager shouting, “Someone call first aid!”
She just laughed it off — mascara stayed,
“Don’t panic love, it’s not what you think,
I ain’t been naughty, I just need a drink!”

(Pre-Chorus)
Now the rumour mill’s on overtime,
Group chat blazing, crossing the line —
But she’s got receipts and a grin that bites,
Says, “Don’t need no man to ruin my night!”

(Chorus)
She was sick at Tesco, blame the meal deal,
Not the romance, just the cheap thrill feel,
Friday’s calling, and she’s back in steel,
Yeah, Vicky’s got that Friday feel!
Rock boots stompin’, lipstick fire,
She’s timing her texts to fuel desire —
Oh, she’s wild, she’s sharp, she’s real —
Vicky’s running on Friday feel!

(Verse 2)
She checks her phone, that familiar tone,
One unread message — she’s not alone,
“Was it me?” it says, she starts to grin,
“Not this time babe — I keep my sins.”

She hits reply, but waits a sec,
Timing’s power when your heart’s a wreck,
She’s learned her rhythm, her tempo tight,
‘Cos every text hits harder at night.

(Pre-Chorus)
The bass kicks in, she shakes off shame,
Life’s a gig, and she’s back on stage —
No regrets, no morning lies,
Just eyeliner wings and thunder skies.

(Chorus)
She was sick at Tesco, blame the meal deal,
Not the romance, just the cheap thrill feel,
Friday’s calling, and she’s back in steel,
Yeah, Vicky’s got that Friday feel!
Rock boots stompin’, lipstick fire,
She’s timing her texts to fuel desire —
Oh, she’s wild, she’s sharp, she’s real —
Vicky’s running on Friday feel!

(Bridge)
She’s got her pride on speed dial now,
No prince, no drama, she’ll take a bow,
If life gives chaos, she’ll make it art,
With eyeliner, laughter, and a rebel heart.

(Final Chorus)
She was sick at Tesco — now she’s alive,
Shaking off the week, ready to drive,
Volume loud, her fate’s sealed,
Oh, Vicky’s back with that Friday feel!
Yeah, she’s late, she’s loud, she’s real,
Forever chasing that Friday feel!