A little bird, come sing for me
And clear hurt, I want be free.
Sing 'bout light blue sky,
And bright and sunny days,
Bird, don't fly away in rye,
But charm me with your phrase.
Floating through the fields
And woods such beautiful,
You've crossed greenlike shields
With a smile, a little sorrowful.
You saw so much in your life,
Twit me saga about the Heaven,
Show me rainbow of your laugh,
Gimme power against the raven.
Inspired by
http://stihi.ru/2025/11/02/2351
Little Bird Twit Saga Me
© Copyright: Михаэль Минелли, 2026
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