Angels

Angels, I wasn’t believe with it
It is said to be fantasy
Angels, they are the good spirit

Angels, They are flopping their wings
And they are tenderly singing
Don’t stop, There sweet voice are flying
Together with the flow of the wind.

They descend to our world to guide us
To the right direction, they are good ones, nice and just

They are the wind riders, they are living in peace
The wind riders, there good souls are now cleanse
Every time I close my eyes
They are still watching us

I will be so grateful if I will live with you
Heaven is with me eternally.

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