My past, my history suddenly evaporated
World laid down in front of me in a room with many books
I stil haven't lived my most beautiful song (x2)
Windmill came with wind, and the wind came with the kite
And the kite watched the world ghastly through a child's eyes
A dove suddenly laid on the ground
A soul embraced in bundle poured to the sky from conscience
I still haven't write my most beautiful song (x2)
Windmill came with wind, and the wind came with the kite
And the kite watched the world ghastly through a child's eyes
I still haven't write my most beautiful song (x2)
Windmill came with wind, and the wind came with the kite
And the kite watched the world ghastly through a child's eyes
(x2)