One perfect morning I was all alone
Listening to the blaze of summer
Drifting
I was falling
I was floating in a golden haze
Breathing in the sky blue sounds
Of memories of other days
One perfect morning I was all alone
Listening to the blaze of summer
Drifting
I was falling
I was floating in a golden haze
Breathing in the sky blue sounds
Of memories of other days
Doru-n mine taie lemne
Şi mereu îmi face semne
Să urc iarăşi la pridvoare
Şi să-i bat în geam c-o floare,
Să arunc doar o privire
Unde taică-meu ca mire
A pus mâna pe himeră
Cu lumea la butonieră.
Pasărea Colibri – Dealul cu dor
A soul in tension, is learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try
Can’t keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earthbound misfit, I