The constellations sung a magic chant
Of sparkling waves and splashing distant stars,
Of lighting up that star, who wishes grants
Into the hearts of poets from afar,
Of winds that blow free above the sea,
Of storms and breezes, singing in the waves,
Of being one with all to breathe and see,
Of being bravely gentle, gently brave,
Of flying to the galaxies above,
Of cutting waves of sorrow and grief,
Of stars that shine with courage and with love,
Yet most of all, they sung of being free.
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The constellations sung a magic chant
© Copyright: Маленький Принц, 2000
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