Asas

Wings are meant for flying,
For dreaming, or for gliding
To visit, to peek, to spy,
A thousand houses in the air.

The wings will not be cut;
Wings are for fighting,
In an infinite place in the void,
To breathe the air.

Wings are
To protect, to paint you
Not to forget you,
To visit you, to look at you, to peek at you
High up in the air.

And only when you want to land
From the passion that gnaws at you,
It's a love you see born
Without a deadline, age to end.
There are no laws to hold you
No matter what happens.

But only when you want to land
From the passion that gnaws at you,
It's a love you see born
Without a deadline, age to end. (x2)
There are no laws to hold you
No matter what happens.
I don't see laws to hold you
No matter what happens.
There are no laws to hold you
No matter what happens...