The sky is a sea of fire
A fairy tale revived by night,
And call me to infinity,
Into the distance
In a world where magic dreams and dreams
Quietly soaring in the air,
Where will you stay among the sounds
With eternity alone.
In private.
Just her and you...
Fly, fly, my
Song through the silence,
That first spring,
Where the Moon shone so brightly,
Where everything was still ahead,
My heart was burning in my chest,
And the soul sounded like a string...
In that long-ago spring,
Through darkness and silence
Fly my song.
The circling of the heavenly lights dance
Life is a living picture.
But inevitably the dawn will come,
What would he bring with him?
Maybe happiness, maybe the pain -
Curls is a fancy way of.
What is destined, do as you please,
And don't forget anything.
Don't forget
Their joy and pain.
Fly, fly, my
Song towards the day,
Like the first spring,
Where the Moon shone so brightly,
Where everything was still ahead,
My heart was burning in my chest,
And the soul sounded like a string...
In that long-ago spring,
Through darkness and silence
Fly my song.
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