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Ten - text

It is the day named ten
I set off the way of time
Autumn on shore of the rain
still hesitates with his chime

but horseshoes of the silent
and the breath of all of the bird´s mouth
talking from the misty island
in nostalgic for the south

And I like in the timelessness
I breathe wind into the sails
Our ship named windless
Sailing bodies with the nails.

I feel like I forgot to leave
the watching sky with broken face
there are burning leaves on the tree
and yesterdays of falling grace

Text přidal DevilDan

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