Hey Morning Light
Light me with the rays
The same with which you color all days,
Hey Morning Light
Light me with the beams
The same that carry only dreams,
Hey Morning Light
Light me with music
The same that on woken up eyes sticks,
Hey Morning Light
Make me feel the cool breeze
That flows unhindered, without cease,
Hey Morning light
Make me sing an aubade,
The same with which every day is laid.
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Hey morning light...
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