THE BLACK EAGLE ( Barbara)

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THE BLACK EAGLE ( Barbara)
« on: August 30, 2011, 01:36:41 pm »
THE BLACK EAGLE ( Barbara) Lyric

1 One day or maybe one night
Near a lake, I fell asleep
When suddenly, it seemed to pierce the sky
And bolting from the http://lyricstranslate.com blue popped up a black eagle

2 Slowly, spreading its wings
Slowly, I could see it twirling
Near me rustling its wings
As if it fell from the sky the bird came and settled.

3 Its eyes had the colour of ruby
And its wings had the colour of the night
And on its sparkling forehead
The crowned bird wore a blue diamond

4 It touched my cheek with its beak
And it slipped its neck into my hand
And then I recognized it
Popping up from the past, it came back to my mind

5 Oh tell me Bird, take me away
Let's go back to our old land
Like before in my childish dreams
to pick up shivering some stars, some stars

6 Like before in my childish dreams
Like before on a white cloud
Like before to lit up the sun
And be a rain-maker and make marvels.

7 The black eagle rustling its wings
Flew off to reach back the sky

8 Four feathers with the colour of the night
One teardrop or maybe a ruby
I was cold, there was nothing left of me
The bird left me alone with my sorrow

9 One day or was it one night
Near a lake, I fell asleep
When suddenly, it seemed to pierce the sky
And bolting from the blue popped up a black eagle

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the doors we open and close each day decide the way we live....flora whittemore

It is a proverb, sent of my friend Rutanya Alda, actress. (Amityville2)

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Re: THE BLACK EAGLE ( Barbara)
« Reply #1 on: August 30, 2011, 01:42:47 pm »
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welcome to my world!
the doors we open and close each day decide the way we live....flora whittemore

It is a proverb, sent of my friend Rutanya Alda, actress. (Amityville2)