| Захарова | Дата: Среда, 02.10.2019, 11:52 | Сообщение # 1 |
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| When Angel flew nearby,
I heard the amazing music of Heaven,
All I could do at that moment –
Jjust to enjoy,
Because it’s impossible for the human mind
To understand the music of Angel.
Angel wings are not made of feathers,
They are made of the finest golden strings
That shine dazzlingly in the sun.
And when night fell on Earth,
I looked at the black sky with anguish.
Probably, I wanted that day never to end,
The day when Angel flew nearby.
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