Novel & Cerita Ikaw Lamang Sanctuary Lyrics

" Verse 2 Ito ba'y isang panaginip? Ito na ba ang simula? Ang puso ko'y iyong binihag Ilaw na nga ang siyang hinihintay. Refrain Gusto kitang lapitan, Gusto kitang hagkan, Gusto kitang halikan. Huwag magalala, hindi kita iiwan. Sa tuwing ika'y nalulumbay Hinding hindi kita IIWAN. MAGPAKAILANMAN.

But he meant every word. Leonora, curled up inside with a book, tried not to laugh. Marisa and three neighbor titas were gathered at her window like it was a primetime theatrical act.. “He’s brave,” Leonora said, smiling softly. “And loud.” The next night, he sang again. This time Ikaw Lamang, his voice a little better, his strumming a little steadier. On the third night, he brought his own lyrics. They were simple, awkwardly phrased, but real.

Sa canteen ay tumutugtog ang music Kahit mahina ay pansin ang himig Napapaindak pati paa'y pumapadyak Di mapigil puso ang nakakarinig Di na mapigilan ang nararamdaman Come on, come on, come on, come on, baby Pakita'ng swerte ko" sabay-sabay na kami dito sa part na'to. "Oh, pag-ibig fortune cookie Kinabukasan maganda ang sinasabi, oh Hey, hey, hey, kung gusto mong maging maswerte wag mo kalimutan ngumiti Hugis puso, fortune cookie Pag-hirapan para gumanda ang bukas mo Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Bawat sandali ay hindi na dapat sayangin

Sarcastic I slowly close my eyes i feel the peace in this kingdom, i fell like im home. I open my eyes where am i? Its so dark i cant see anything! I hear some voices whispering in my ears i hate it! "Wag kang mawawalan ng pag asa hija" i heard it, whats this? "Zuri wake up" ""What do you think my daughter you can have a happy life?" Im scared, im so scared Its look like an echo inside in my mind "Baby dont hate me okay? Uhmmm daddy loves you so much kaya gising ka na"

It was the first time she’d initiated a conversation about her captivity. “No,” he agreed readily, turning his sad eyes to her. “It's a sanctuary. There’s a difference, freedom is like a battlefield, while sanctuary is… a place to tend your wounds until you decide if you even want to go back to the war.” If you even want to go back, was the phrase that echoed in my mind. Back to what? To a mate who had given her crown to another? To a pack that had moved on? To a bond that was a frozen scar?

A sliver of peace before the storm. Lira knelt beside me, silent. When I could breathe again, I rose. The stone had stopped humming. Its task was complete. But mine was only beginning. --- We left the Sanctuary as dusk fell, both of us shaken, quiet. But when we returned to the stronghold— It was chaos. Smoke curled from the east wing. Shouts rang through the air. Wolves rushed through the gates with blood on their fur and panic in their eyes. I grabbed the nearest warrior. “What happened?”

We were left alone in the corridor leading to the Sanctuary of Primordial Ice — the deepest, most heavily fortified chamber in the stronghold, carved directly into the living mountain’s core since the first lycan dynasty. “Lawrence, what are you planning?” I asked, stepping back as I pressed the baby tighter to my chest. The twins clung to my calves, instantly sensing the fracture in the air. He did not answer in words. He took my shoulders with a gentleness that contrasted agonizingly with the brutality of his hands, and guided me softly inside the sanctuary.

“It’s a sleepless midnight. “Who is shedding tears in sorrow’s embrace? “Outside the window, the rain lashes at the basho leaves. “Under the sky full of sparkling stars, you smile dreamily. “Forget about the future, focus only on the present. “Throw away the tangle of fate. “Draw a path and wander the world with me. “There are always higher mountains; halfway up, “A crack of thunder shakes the treetops. “There are always people you can’t forget in your arms, “Every night is memorable. “All the love and hate turn into chatter, silence, and loneliness “The shifts of constellations, resistance, and rebellion “Attract countless heroes to strive for the beautiful kingdom. “Seal my soul away in th

She held her mop like it was a microphone. 🎵 Hindi ko alam kung bakit ka ganyan Mahirap kausapin at di pa namamansin Di mo ba alam ako'y nasasaktan Ngunit di bale na basta't malaman mo na Mahal kita, mahal kita, hindi ito bola Ngumiti ka man lang sana ako'y nasa langit na Mahal kita, mahal kita, hindi ito bola Sumagot ka naman 'wag lang... ewan...

Mila asked. “The entire place is deserted. No one is around, no human, no wolf…” Grace mumbled. “Why did you bring us here?” Mila’s eyes were filled with tears now. “Sanctuary,” Grace yawned and went back to sleep. Sanctuary? The word felt like acid to Mila. How could this place be a sanctuary for her? This was her prison. A prison where she had spent most her life. This was where Keats Clan once lived. And this was one place where she never wanted to return!