An angel's silver wings are light
As sun, until the rust
Turns metal of eternal white
Into a handful of black dust.
A pair of angel's silver wings
Are waiting... but have I
Prayed for forgiveness of my sins
For long enough to love and fly?
I'm watching the strong wind of grey
That's blowing feathers far
Away from dreaming earth, away...
Back to the heaven star...
An angel's silver wings can't rise
A human to the sky.
But, passionate, can I be wise
Enough to love and die?
An Angel s Silver Wings
© Copyright: Алекс Фокина, 2008
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