rain, rain comes and side with me,
tell my dream
to play with me with the sky so bright, standing
comes easy, push and push until
its okey and i will be with thee
moist knock my door, open try and see
the morning mess,
always turn me
messy oh! friend of the blue, the whale waiting
its tail to flee, find your paddle and get
the prey, happy you will be
Yes! nurture my desire and hold my taste
for neither its free, all the way long
I want to laugh my past
and find my lips to tears, the destiny easy but
not free
says every wings want to see the sky, yet!
the angels wish you a sweet goodbye…
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