I walk alone, I wonder
where
I go; what shall I find
there?
Shall I be on time, or
late?
I feel the cold touch of
a shade
Lost in my thoughts, I raise
my head
Expecting a cloud, I see
you instead
You fly so high, my winged
friend!
For you the world can have
no end
Against the wind, through
rain and storm
You fight your way, by
night and morn
Keep smiling, eagle, and
don't look behind
For in the end Heavens
you'll find! |
