Through a thousand skies above my head
Only a bird flies
And across a thousand fields beneath my feet
Only a flower grows
Like a wind I blow
And like a cloud I arrive
To rain
I wish I could help
To move out the pain
And tomorrow
The sun will shine
And yet
You are not mine
And tomorrow
Who knows
What will lies ahead
Through a thousand skies above my head
Only a bird flies
And across a thousand fields beneath my feet
Only a flower grows
And tomorrow
Tell me when will we meet
And the sun will shine
And yet again
You are not mine
Not mine
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una poema muy linda. feliz año nuevo.
muy gracias maryam.
The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it’s done –
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if it’s real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.
"Leonard Cohen"
Thanks for the lyrics nima,it's nice.
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