If I were a bird,
no wind, no storm
could ever stop me;
I’d spread my wings
and fly to you.
Charles Bridge
at sunset,
at sunset,
you walked to me,
your jacket open,
your jacket open,
hair dancing,
smile like an invitation.
I held your hands,
you kissed my cheek:
“How about sparkling wine
at the rooftop bar?”
And the night swept us away
over towers and lights.
No goodbyes, no tears,
the fire in your eyes,
on your lips
would never fade.
But I am not a bird;
my feet press the earth.
Ahead lies a long road
I walk
without fear,
without looking back.
No winds, no storms
can stop me now;
can stop me now;
I am too much in love with you.
oletus
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