Let's stay awake
and listen to the dark
Before the birds,
before they all wake up
It's the ending of a play
And soon begins another
Hear,
the leaves applaud the wind
See the sun come rising
And white-wings start to fly
Like strings of pearls in the firey sky
I don't want to close my eyes
Don't want to leave the stage now
The leaves applaud our stay
Lend me your wings
and teach me how to fly
Show me,
when it rains
The place you go to hide
And the curtains draw again
And bow another day ends
The
leaves
applaud
the
wind
Emiliana, you ARE beautiful. . .
