blown through the sky on the western wind.
I must have guided the chariot of Venus
or I must have trailed it singing songs.
I must have chased and traced a beauty girl
the girl of soul who seduced love himself.
If I am a bird, then I must sing
the seeking song of love now and forevermore.
Just kidding . . . The Beginning!
1 comment:
The beginning indeed my little bird who has chased and traced yourself,flown on western wind and in the beginning and the end, seduced love himself.
Sing your song of love... now and forever more.
love pala
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