If u could see with my eye If u could listen the song with my soul If u could fly with birds near me The road caring the bicycle Big fields are opening for you The old spruce is talking with u The flowers is shining with different colors The dream is coming and coming in the head But no answer only silence And only feel is fling in the sky And there on the cloud somewhere near the sun The feel has burn a little bit and understands It isn’t time It’s no words for me And only not loud voice Where are u now? 2012
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