There was once
one old man
of solitude.

He walked this earth
in his lonely life
in painfulness.

But one day
he saw a bird
upon his head.

He watched his flight
with a yearnful eye
to be like him.

He climbed a tree
to reach his hight,
and spread his arms.

He closed his eyes,
forgot the world,
like that he jumped.

He felt so free,
he lost his weight,
and so he flew.


You watch the eagles fly,
watch your shadow cry.
Oh you wish to be that eagle,
your shadow would drive the ground.
In the light of the sun
your tears would be dried.
Oh you wish to live in freedom.
No one would catch you.
No one would take you down.


So spread out your wings,
and fly for your dreams!
No one will catch you.
No one take you down.
In the heavens of your sleep.


And now the old man
looks on his shadow
on the ground.

He flies the skies,
he flies so high,
he flies free...


And what is your dream?

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olgojchorchoj  21. 11. 2007 09:30
odkial si to opisal???
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jarnaluka  21. 11. 2007 09:51
ved to som sa chcela spytať aj ja... je to pekne... ale krajsie by to bolo od teba... takže sa nieje čim chvaliť...
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andygirl  21. 11. 2007 15:07
I don't really know If u have written it(I believe you could)anyway it is lovely and so sad
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viscious  21. 11. 2007 15:55
ale chodte seci do riti...prvy krat sa mi volaco ako tak paci a hned, ze odkal som to odpisal?!



JA SOM TO NAPISAL!



a nema to byt smutne...teda assi to je smutne, ale je v tom nadej...videl v tom niekto nadej?!



ach jaj, umelcov vzdy dostatocne ocenia az ked skapu...
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