"If I was a bird I would fly high over the world Come home at night to your garden Build a nest among the branches And I'll comb your hair with my beak If I was a bird I would count my time in pearls Under my wings you'll find shelter You'll breed bugs and keep me well fed And I proclaim the reason why I'll have to fly But you wanted me to be a girl Without feathers without urge Then my wings quick dissappeared And left was only fear And I proclaim the reason why I'll have to fly Proclaim the... Lire la suite sur le blog ›
Cet article provient du blog Le Melting Pot De Soylent. Soylent est également auteur de Ann CLARK "Our Darkness" et Salade De Fruits "Relevée" Au Gingembre & À La Menthe.