From the dusk to dawn, every dark night,
in weave and knit feathers of golden threads,
dreams, desires, aspirations form my gold,
so that when the sunlight comes, I can push harder
to fly and reach at the top of the high sky...
in weave and knit feathers of golden threads,
dreams, desires, aspirations form my gold,
so that when the sunlight comes, I can push harder
to fly and reach at the top of the high sky...
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