she is like a butterfly who never wants to leave this place she is flying in the sky, nobody can't describe her grace She likes dancing in the grass, in her head she has a mess Sometimes she wats to be alone, but she suffers when i am gone Beautiful angel has fallen from the earth,you can see on her arm yellow bird She is leaving from land of forgotten memories , but she keeps them in deep of her heart At the last time she has spoken to the angel : give me back my youth, you know,i always loved both. Blog 1 0 0 0 0 Komentuj