A windstorm dropped a bird from the sky
It fell to the ground and it´s wings broke and died
But when the time got by, back to sky it flied
´cause the wings healed in time and the bird was I
Time is the death and the healing
Take your last breath, ´cause death is deceiving
Time is the past, now and tomorrow
Days fly so fast and it leaves me so hollow
A snowstorm blew inside a wolf´s eyes
and the frozen tears covered all the mountainsides
But then the time got by and the wolf died
and someday that wolf would be I
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