Little boy
Walking fields of youth
Twisted in the summer glances
Twisted in the summer glances
Moving through
The allure
windy breath
Seeing bird’s in forest dancing
Seeing bird’s in forest dancing
Birdy sang
Like mother always sings
Shady
Lullaby
Silent
Shady
Lullaby
Silent
I was told
That boy were in my dream
In imaginary island
In my lovely rotting island
Now it’s dark
And birds are very old
Lullaby is playing faster
Lullaby is playing faster
Like a knight
Whose armor gleams so bold
In my dream I was a master
In my dream I was a master
In my dream I was a master…
Little boy
© Copyright: Евгений Азгирь, 2013
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