terça-feira, 26 de abril de 2011

i once found a bird
gave him shelter close to my heart

he would cry for his broken wings every time i'd hold him
i managed to fix his wounds
he learnt how to fly 
he was now far beyond my reach
there was nothing to keep us close anymore 

one bright morning he flown away
flown away to the 'unknowhere'

hope someday we meet again in the clouds 
mon petit oiseau...