Know Who You Are Lyrics Moana Translation Novels & Stories

His feet are itching to leave. "Okay, it looks like you can't be stopped anymore," she said with a sweet smile, but her eyes showed a hint of teasing. "Feel free to come back here if you want something to eat here in Sta. Maria." "Okay, thanks." He nodded, then turned his back on her. She couldn't do anything but watch his walk out of her restaurant. It was as if her heart was suddenly saddened by his departure. "In fairness, Ma'am, he's handsome and looks rich," Myrna suddenly said, making her wince. She didn't notice her cook approaching her.

"And so what if you hate me? What if I betrayed you? You are mine Mia only mine, you are mine! I betrayed you, yes! Still, you won't be able to escape from me!!" "You are Mine, From Now till Eternity. You are Mine Mia." Adriano yelled, his eyes blazed with fury as he claimed his right to her. "You may run from here till the end of the world but your fate lies in my hand, I will decide your destiny!" …… Mia gasped and woke up from her dreams, the same nightmare had been hunting her over and over again. She sighed and wiped off the tears from her eyes.

What is happening now? "You can't do this to me, Howard! The Moon Goddess has fated for us to be together. Do you get it?" I asked, in a loud tone. The mocking murmurs of the Pack members were flowing into my head. I was starting to feel really conscious of myself. I never knew everyone looked down on me so much. The embarrassment and emerging pain in my heart were too much and tears started to pool in my eyes. Seeing my state, Moana burst into a peal of mocking laughter while she walked toward Howard. Her eyes shone with pride as she linked her arm with his.

Lay your heart next to mine, let the end begin… The surface is losing, the water will win. I’m everything promised, I’m all that you need, Your only truth, your final creed. Manolya… mmm… ooh… Manolya. Descend to me… descend to me… The waves will claim you, soft and slow, Six thousand fathoms… forever below. Come down to me… come down to me… Manolya… ooh… Manolya.”

I questioned, my words laced with the bitterness of hope desperately grasped. The mysterious being, the Moon Goddess herself, revealed her identity with an ethereal grace that transcended mortal comprehension. "I'm the mother of all beings, your kind calls me the Moon Goddess, and as the Moon Goddess, I've told you what you have to do. It's now left for you to make a decision. Choose well, Fernanda," her voice carried the weight of cosmic authority, an undeniable presence that left no room for doubt.

The black shiny cloudy hair of yours, Please honor me by showering them with rain. The deep ocean pearl eyes of yours, Can't wait, please let me dive into them. You are my destination, You are the one. I am here Moonlight; to you, for you, with you, There is no other place on the planet, I want to go or I would choose to go. You are my destination, You are the one. Yes, baby, You are the ONE; the only ONE..... ______________________________________

“I am you.” Wake me up. I wanna go back. “I said, who are you?” I demanded, struggling to grasp the reality of the situation. Sand swirled around her like a tornado. I lifted my hands to shield my eyes and the only thing I could see through the sand were the glowing blue eyes. “When it's time, you shall know my name, When it's time, you shall know who I am.” *** I thought I may have died and found myself standing beside the moon goddess as she whispered words of comfort in my ears.

And the question from that granny voice… something about my name… my name? My gaze turned blank. What is my name? What am I doing here? The old voice said back in a soft tone, this time I tried to listen with a little fear that subsided, “Rene, mlakuo ning wit gedhe mburi semek iku. Nyedhak o, nduk, nyedhak o. Tak ewangi ngeling-ngeling sopo awakmu lan ning endhi omahmu.” (Come here, walk to the big tree that is behind the bushes. Come closer, dear, come closer. I'll help you remember who you are and where you live.)

Yet. You're a member of One Voice, huh? I guess I'll check out your previous comments, to see if we really think alike. I mean, I find that difficult to believe, no offense. I am literally one of a kind, when it comes to how I think. But you are too( you think noodles are a God send? Big no no for me)

Even the cold temp in this world is not shared equally for the rich and poor. "Go ahead, Ms. Carpio, introduce yourself," said the teacher. My new classmates stare at me like I'm some sort of shit. I manage to hold my head high before I start to introduce myself. "Good morning, everyone," I start, but none of them respond. Instead, they stare at me with blank faces. "I'm your new classmate, my name is Angelique, but my friends call me Angel. I came from Davao City National High School..."