Fly like a swan
In the deep blue Northern skies
Not knowing where the wind under your white wings will take you
Try not to look down to the ground
Cause the wind may stop blowing
The wind that makes you fly will be the last sometime
That last wind will take you to me, my Dead Swan
The wind will blow us to eternity
In the deep blue Northern skies
Not knowing where the wind under your white wings will take you
Try not to look down to the ground
Cause the wind may stop blowing
The wind that makes you fly will be the last sometime
That last wind will take you to me, my Dead Swan
The wind will blow us to eternity
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Vanhimmat
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