A Bird of Love
Love is a white bird that needs to fly
Moving its wings, shining high up in the sky
It flies to the angels
and it makes them cry,
It makes them cry happy tears
That will never die,
This bird spreads happiness to all our hearts
And this bird will never break us apart
But if it fell
Love will end
And our life will turn into hate
and we'll live to pretend...
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