The dream you have,
Is written in ancient ink, like a prayer put to paper.
But the things your small hands long for,
Are no longer anywhere to be found.
Nonetheless, you walk a path,
Where beautiful things remain beautiful,
And I get the feeling that’s something I want to protect.
The sky and water stain this planet,
As if drawing a pale rainbow before fading away;
On such blinding nights, I wonder just how far,
The sound of your singing voice can reach.
The light of this blue planet,
On which dreams lie,
Had us simply in love;
For the sake of just one future,
We’ll try to put everything into a single song,
Taking off,
Into a still darkened sky.[/color]by
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Species Eastern Dragon
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