Good-bye, cruel world!
I'm going home.
Long through thy crowds
I'm on my own
A river-ark on the ocean brine
Was last haven' covered by the rime
Wind blows, sun's down
Now I've thrown out any gun...
Ch. Blackbird
Free me, rise me to the sky!
Blackbird
Free me...
Don't let sun to die...
Good-bye to those who's there
With a frozen hearts
Time to upstart averted eye
And to face the parts
To supple Office, low and high
To ask yourself why can't you fly
Wise grimace, fawning face
Will you run and win this race?
Ch.
My own heart of stone
I leave those hills alone
Secret way to a pleasant land
There's just one more stand
Ch. Blackbird
Free me, rise me to the sky!
Blackbird
Free me...
Don't let sun to die...
Blackbird
© Copyright: Антон Гришко, 2011
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