"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...

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.
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