The morning breathes in your window
My dear, my inspired heart
Spring visions revive
And lost dreams fly by
And look! In the sky
In the height of the heaven
In the pink reverie cloud
The god, newborn god
Did carry away
Somebody's lonely soul.
Leave pernicious palace and fly
Do fly to the realms serene
Strive for vision with wings
Morning knows your dream
My dear my inspired heart.
The morning breathes in your window
© Copyright: Марианна Шихарбеева, 2007
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