Beyond the clouds
sleep I found my freedom
bitter weeping captive solitude.
dreamed that her crying
welcomed my breath I had a dream, I dreamed ...
be part of the sky. Old
dancing with the wind in the storm
gave my lost soul looking for his mistress
. I felt his regret
down from above him home ofrció
me I, your brother.
dreaming I will not let her cry or lose
to miss only a brother of the wind.
I had a dream, I dreamed ...
be part of the sky.
"Holy Land Rev.
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