Stars were twinkling through the foggy veil
When seagull flew over the sea.
The foam of waves formed in shape of a whale
When seagull wanted to flee.
The World seemed so quiet in night’s velvet robe
When seagull enjoyed his fly.
Nothing was better then to live and to hope
When seagull was flying to die.
Last flight
© Copyright: Гулькин Ос, 2001
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so screw it! for mercy you did not beg -
you did not make that mistake.
but anyway - your homesick seagull flew weg.
your flight was it not to take.
how many of us are still trying to fly
with our wings cut short?...
the myth of eternity"s nothing but lie
like any a lie at our court...
Alhora 26.08.2001 20:36 • Заявить о нарушении
you did not make that mistake.
but anyway - your homesick seagull flew weg.
your flight was it not to take.
how many of us are still trying to fly
with our wings cut short?...
the myth of eternity"s nothing but lie
like any a lie at our court...
Alhora 26.08.2001 20:36 • Заявить о нарушении