Someone on top
The hope of keeping
Put it on yourself

When hope fills you
Self-confidence is automatic
Will occur

All high flying birds
Her falling in the air
Dead wings
Do not regret counting

And the rest of life that clings to itself
By itself
Hope is the same ..?


You want to fall
Do not think fools
To make you fly
Hand stretching period
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Germination is automatic
Wings for you too
You are going to fly
Many evils that attract
Leave.

It's going to be great
You and this offspring
And this tragedy.
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