I stretch my hands
I throw my soul
Into the sky
Into the sky
The moon is where
I want to rove
Into the night
Into the night
I’ll make my step
I’ll stroke the way
It throws its light
It throws its light
The wind will take
Me far away
And get me right
And get me right!
I stretch my hands
© Copyright: Александр Филиус Солис Сычёв, 2020
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