Mihailsk
Less is more
"I like not to say much,
I don't say much.
I like to look up,
I look up at endless songs.
With my shadow to fly, to fly,
to catch stars on the bottom,
at the bottom, bottom of your music.
And when the frost falls, the frost,
to circle like full, full
moon in your scene.
Let the lights be dim, dim,
if stars were bright, bright
in your hands to leave.
My eyes, try to find me, find me,
search the streets of silence,
alone I will I erase my form."
Less is more
"I like not to say much,
I don't say much.
I like to look up,
I look up at endless songs.
With my shadow to fly, to fly,
to catch stars on the bottom,
at the bottom, bottom of your music.
And when the frost falls, the frost,
to circle like full, full
moon in your scene.
Let the lights be dim, dim,
if stars were bright, bright
in your hands to leave.
My eyes, try to find me, find me,
search the streets of silence,
alone I will I erase my form."