Like a bird
Two little birds
I see them flying in the sky
I wish I could fly
with the two little birds
flyin' so high
They see tops of mountains
They see where rivers end
They see people in the streets
walking hand in hand
They see the love
They see people cry
They're fly over me, high abouve
Why can't people fly?
They have an own nest
A house of feathers, wood and durt
In the middle of it,
a nidicolous bird
I wish I could fly too
I wish I could...
I see them flying in the sky
I wish I could fly
with the two little birds
flyin' so high
They see tops of mountains
They see where rivers end
They see people in the streets
walking hand in hand
They see the love
They see people cry
They're fly over me, high abouve
Why can't people fly?
They have an own nest
A house of feathers, wood and durt
In the middle of it,
a nidicolous bird
I wish I could fly too
I wish I could...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Dune*: | Donderdag, januari 18, 2007 15:23 |
| Ah, zo mooi! E cht heel mooi geschreven, Ik wou dat ik het ook kon. Liefs, Ciau!(L) |
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| Dreamlover: | Woensdag, januari 17, 2007 21:45 |
| And i wish i could to.. Mooi gedaan Liefs Dreamlover |
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| Auteur: Unwritten- | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 januari 2007 | ||
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