I fly so lightly,
I'm a flow
Of air so fresh, wherever I go.
I fly so lightly
As I was a breath,
A sign of a storm.
I fly so lightly
As if I was a feather,
I change with the weather.
I fly so easily,
You can't but follow me,
I bring all sorts of fairytales,
With good and bad endings.
I touch you so gently,
You can't but dream of me,
I am the romance of the air,
Your heart's fragility.
I am all the winds,
All the moods,
All the directions,
All the songs,
All the tunes,
All inventions.
Aeolus
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Aeolus the courier who told mystical tales,
And connected people in the stormy years,
To choose the Path through the legends,
And they saw what them awaits far ahead.
Anry 13.02.2022 12:36 • Заявить о нарушении
And connected people in the stormy years,
To choose the Path through the legends,
And they saw what them awaits far ahead.
Anry 13.02.2022 12:36 • Заявить о нарушении