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If I had wings

If I had wings
I would fly up to you
So, if the wind will carry me
i will come to you.

When you were still (there)
deeply asleep.
You wanted to rest
on a bed of Earth.

The window is open
and the sky is blue.
I hear whispering sounds of angel wings.
They will carry you across
blossoming spring meadows
There you will find Peace and happiness.
A part of you, you left behind
on your way through life.
To you, my mother, i have now said farewell
Whith tenderness i want to embrance
our memories.

If I were a bird
I would fly up to you.
If the wind will carry me
I will come to you.

Fri vers av UllaBritta
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Publicerad 2015-01-15 09:54

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