Francesca Von Reinhaart

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English - I taliano
 
P o o o e o t o r o y
 
 
Uncertainty
 
Walking from here to there
Running everywhere to nowhere
 
Heading south I am
Ending in the north
 
There
My destination awaits me
 
The sound of calling is from the west
But east has the voice of invitation
 
Where shall I go?
Which shall I listen to?
 
Lost in all direction
I am a prisoner of uncertainty
 
If I have wings to fly over mountains
And have courage to sail the seven - seas
If the sky could be me
And stars brighten my way
And if the clouds were me
 
I’d scan the world with lenses
And explore the ocean courageously
I’d concord the Earth beneath me
While shining bright night and day
I’d fly freely following the wind
 
But you know
How I am
You see how
I’m falling apart
I have lost
And can’t find love
I have no courage
And the sky is too high
I am feeling
So small
 
But if only I could lay beside you
And stand with you to reach the - dreams
 
I might just reach the sky
I might look at mountains from above
I might enjoy the breeze of wind - blowing
I might shine with the brightest light
 
Author :
Francesca Von Reinhaart
 
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