luni, 20 iunie 2016

Paper birds

When you flew away,
You left behind
A scar on the entire sky
And since then
I keep calling,
With white songs,
The rain, to wash everything away...

I wait for you to return to me
And I will always sing,
Until the Sun will burn in the horizons
Even the most shy echo: my love...

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