My angel
Your stars fallin' down.
A secret lone stranger,
Who's going around.
Grey wings, full of sorrow,
Grey eyes, full of pain...
"Have nothing to borrow", -
I told you again,
"But take piece of sadness,
Which gathers in me".
"My pain is my wellness", -
You told me to see.
... I've seen you, my angel,
Just going to sky -
To place, full of changes,
Where one day I'll die.
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