On the windowsills at the sunset
If you look at the sky
You'll see a flock of angels
Forever in flight
They stop for a moment
On the first rainbow
That is born among cherry trees
And dies among wheat
And then they're in flight again
Fragile and transparent
Like little teardrops
That fall silently
And they fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly away
To The North Star
They look like strings of pearls
On Ursa Major
And they fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly away
They pass by Ursa Minor
You can see them
Only from here
If you look out with me
On the windowsills at the sunset
If you look at the sky
You'll see a flock of angels
Forever in flight
And they cross the azure water
It seems that a river flows
While the moon navigates
In an endless sea
And they fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly away
Inside endless universes
In silence, going through
The absolute spaces
And they fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly away
Like diamonds in the wind
But you can see them
Only from here
If you looked out with me
I'd follow them with you