The fall picks the warmth from boughs
And hides all the flowers under thin glass
The light of cooling down roofs is blinding us
I’m silent and you keep silence too

Your replying my question with a new one
Is burning down the last bridge
And only fallen down leaves are
Answering to our words
As they rustle under feet

While waiting for a magic bird
From a distant wonderland
You may spend your whole life
And the beams of the sun will prompt you
Where it can be found

So give your songs to the free wind
You’ll know where it’s flying from
You will feel it
Star stream’s ringing in our souls
The barefooted spring is walking the earth

The pale sky is calling us
Into the flight for silver dawn
And we don’t light any fire
Just get out from fuss
Of the restless noisy town

While waiting for a magic bird
From a distant wonderland
You may spend your whole life
And the beams of the sun will prompt you
Where it can be found

Where is that illusory castle of the queen
From the other side of mirror
She gives a lesson again
Reading all the words right to left

Even if you’ll never float for
New discoveries
To the isle in Fairy Ocean
How to fly on wings of lines
Even she doesn’t know

So give your songs to the free wind
You’ll know where it’s flying from
You will feel it
The star stream’s ringing in our souls
The barefooted spring is walking the earth

In the black night
The tender sunlight
Will open the door
To the free wind
Perhaps already the next morning…

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