lunes, 29 de agosto de 2011

possible for your song lyrics

At a crossroads
a shooting star
dies after town.
Signs ancient
the sleepers
will not see ever.
Oste wind
Whisper your name,
with fervor alone
... Just once more.
Destination push my steps
the paths reviled.
At a crossroads
I closed my eyes and saw die ...
a shooting star

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