Today the weather will be fine:
I see it in the sky…
So high…
If only I could fly…
I wish I were half-man half-bird,
So I could say one only word,
To spread my wings and fly…
So high…
If only I could fly…
I‘d fly through clouds,
With just no bounds,
I’d hover high above the ground,
Above the sound,
Above the mound,
With just nobody straight around.
It is my secret dream: to fly,
To fly so very deep in sky,
So high...
If only I could fly…
If Only I Could Fly...
© Copyright: Алексий Голослов, 2003
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To fly, to fly
and never cry,
all bad to deny.
And never say lie.
Just to hover high.
To sink in sky.
And never die.
Ольга Левинская 20.05.2003 15:06 • Заявить о нарушении
and never cry,
all bad to deny.
And never say lie.
Just to hover high.
To sink in sky.
And never die.
Ольга Левинская 20.05.2003 15:06 • Заявить о нарушении
Never die - это уже чересчур, хотя было бы забавно...
Алексий Голослов 01.06.2003 23:08 Заявить о нарушении
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