Falling In Love With The Wind
Your sky, your pleasure,
I'm gonna touch the sun
To shine like sparcling treasure...
And the trambling leaf
At the top of an oak somewhere
'S gonna tell you my simple dream,
That I'd like to share:
If I had a chance to become a wind
For a day or year,
I could touch your lips, I could hug your skin
And caress your hair...
Waterfalls of my soul will burst out on you
From the highest rock,
And will bring you back with the filling new
To the same old oak...
You will try to catch Impercaptable wind
In the calm dry air-
Then you'll need it so much for the only wish
To caress your hair...
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