quarta-feira, 15 de julho de 2009

Sould of Bird


Raises me in the air, the breeze gently pushes me away.
Here the high contemplate the wild landscape, but at the same time a smooth and heady beauty makes me light, and takes away everything that disturbs me ....
Wanted to be a bird, a blue bird

2 comentários:

Anne disse...

so just spread your wings and fly away, far far away, to were your soul is...

saia justa disse...

I know you understand me ... and as I understand you always
Kiss