I ride on highlands of Tibet
Where only mountains, sun and snow,
In moment when began sunset
Above my head I eagle saw.
He fly around in heaven deep
And cover sun his biggest wings,
Above the clouds in high he trip
And saw from there all everythings.
Oh, eagle you are king of skyes
In highlands place you prove strong knight
You are observe the land sharp eyes
When flown in impregnable high.
Me too can fly on atmosphere
I have the big strong wings because,
But never be I am from there-
My wings for ever broken was.
Oh, eagle you are fly in high
Don’t feeling sorrow, blue don’t see
If only up above land I
And stayed in moment this so free.
But eagle on sky fly away,
And in my side I am was gone,
Each have in this life itself way
Who walk on ground never fly on.
Eagle
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Namche Bazaar.
But for a snowy wake,
One can not tell
Which one is Sagarmatha.
Was that a web translator
That you used?
Mahalingam 13.01.2002 00:26 • Заявить о нарушении
But for a snowy wake,
One can not tell
Which one is Sagarmatha.
Was that a web translator
That you used?
Mahalingam 13.01.2002 00:26 • Заявить о нарушении
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