Was there a light, when I was gone?
If I am dead, what do I want?
If you can fly you have to fly,
Your soul can light so really bright.
Where have I been, since day I've born?
I haven't realize this world.
And then I saw the wings you had,
The cleanest wings I've ever seen.
And I did understand your scream,
And I do love you anyway.
You have to know - you're sunbeam,
The part of soul that burns in me.
16/05/2002
Eternity inside
© Copyright: Георгий Михайлович Яшин, 2002
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