trešdiena, 2011. gada 4. maijs

Angel

I stand on the mountain top
Spreading my white wings
Desiring a drink of the fountain
I'm reading what will this moment bring

I have opened my eyes
I stand up
A breath from the endless sky's
Away from this land

I spread my white wings
Prepared to make the first stop
Already have read what will this bring
Ending this thirst

Like an Angel I have wings
White like the snow
No, their not things
Finally the wind will blow...

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