Is this destiny of an Angel or a bird
To see the roofs
And further:
The sea, the mountains?
It is an appeal to flight.
I stood for a moment
then released the soul
To look like a bird at the Bay.
To see the roofs
And further:
The sea, the mountains?
It is an appeal to flight.
I stood for a moment
then released the soul
To look like a bird at the Bay.