I want to fly in the heights of open sky, if you give the feathers of your love. My eyes have dreams, in my heart there is an ambition, They may come true if you hold up my arms Which are stretched out towards you. I see the boys are going to school While I wonder on the streets. I see the boys are playing cricket While I wash up cups and plates in restaurants. I see a child holding the hands of parents While some one scolds me up on the roadside. I see them walking toward a bright future, While I stay alone with a dreadful darkness, but still I do not cease my eyes to have a dream, to have this all what they have because while I see your precious love is still there for me. €€€€€€€
Posted on: Wed, 11 Jun 2014 22:43:33 +0000
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