Come and give a hand.
I shall learn
You to go on
The cloudy land.
No, it not imaginable.
I really can and able.
I have white wings
In my dreams.
Maybe I become
A true angel.
I don’t wanna only one.
Come you with me, come, come.
You cannot give up, even
If you was born a demon.
Thrust and wait. You will fell great.
You’ll sense light on your skin.
Clouds – you will wrapped in.
With me.
You see,
We living,
We believe and
We are in so sweet paradise,
Reflected in Earth’s eyes.
Nature so beautiful.
Music so wonderful.
You like it?
You want it?
So come to me
And admit me.
So take another way – you can’t.
Just give me, give me now your hand.
In a pure heart
So sweet blood.
This fairytale
That you will feel…
We will die,
But it'll stay.
Sky
© Copyright: Настя Сон, 2013
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