Dieren / Dromen / Natuur
Fly like a bird
I dream about birds,
With their beautiful wings.
Walking on the beach,
Or fly over the country.
I dream I can fly as high as I can,
With the beautiful view it.
Looking at the creatures on the ground,
Their wing does not exist.
I dream I can fly with the rest with you,
On the land and the sea.
Together in the sky lark,
Knowing that I never lost my wings will become.
But when I wake up in arms on my body,
That I describe as a man.
Then I know that it is by nature,
I hear on the ground at home, so as a wall.
- cypersemartin -
Gecontroleerd door: Marina