You a bird who searches for love
You a bird who knows separation,
Heart is compressed, blood conglomerates,
When I want to stretch to you a hand.
Closing the sun a mighty wing,
You soar in heavens, knowing, that she(it) beside.
You, probably, know, that will be then,
You on a true way, love somewhere beside.
You a bird who searches for love...
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