Of free birds,
I embrace the rustlings,
Of wings that will take flight.
In the wind of brass,
And turned wood,
I see strange shapes,
In the starry sky.
Oh, will you be there,
In the shadow of my dreams,
Housed incognito,
In this unceasing prose?
The ground trembles and dances,
To the chorus of united hearts,
Let’s write our story,
In the infinite.
Orphan of the temple,
I bathe in the light,
On the milk of memories,
I seek my prayer.
To skim the water of the sky,
The crow’s feet awaken,
Until the hatching,
Of verses that amaze us.
Oh, will you be there,
In the shadow of my dreams,
Housed incognito,
In this unceasing prose?
The ground trembles and dances,
To the chorus of united hearts,
Let’s write our story,
In the infinite.
By the fire,
In a new world,
Our souls intertwine,
In the deep night.
Under your greedy eyes,
I sing for us both,
In this journey,
We will be happy.
Oh, will you be there,
In the shadow of my dreams,
Housed incognito,
In this unceasing prose?
The ground trembles and dances,
To the chorus of united hearts,
Let’s write our story,
In the infinite.
Following the wild drift,
Of migrating birds in flight,
Embrace me, my love,
In this song, our role.
Let’s write together,
With the ink of our hearts,
In this new world,
Where love is victorious.

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