The time has come, I'm getting wage
But tis my guilt,
You lived like skylark in the cage,
That I had built.
The time has come, the time for you,
To be on wing
You sang the song.I never knew,
That you can sing.
The time has come to turn the page,
And nothing more.
I live alone in the cage
With golden door...
To my pretty bird...
© Copyright: Скела Веиртимд, 2007
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