La grande luce di un piccolo pegaso. Che giace in noi spesso dimenticata... O sovrastata da chi ne è invidioso
Cosa non darei per dire "Diamine se è vero". Riflette bene il mio problema che ho sempre avuto da quando ho iniziato a scrivere.
Oh well, ecco a voi il testo inglese del video fatto dal sottoscritto. (Con quello che io considero, senza fare il vanesio, il mio vero potenziale).
Ricordate che questa può essere considerata una traduzione "fanmade" e dunque non ufficiale. Spero comunque che sia di gradimento a Lantheros e ai "Followers".
They called me in many ways. (Glass Bones, Deadwing, Half-Pegasus)
It was a lot of insistence... that they finally convinced me.
They convinced me of a terrible thing.
They convinced me to be hollow. To not have any light inside.
But somepony helped me to look...
She helped me to understand... She helped me to see... She helped me to listen...
Because the light was there, inside of me. It was always there.
Suffocated by the people's badness.
It needed only to breath. To return to burn.
Where many envied the radiance.
The big light of a little pegasus. That rests within us its often being forgotten... or overwhelmed by who it is envious.
Because a light so shiny can scare. And not everyone are willing to accept its radiance. Like the most shining of the suns.
So strong to push us into where we don't want to. And that is within us. Within each one of us.
And that we never forget to have.
To approach in that world... Where the sun always return to shine, after a storm...
Stai scrivendo CLT3?!?! 
