In a long cold night
there's a girl named Maria
Who take a sit every night
wearing skirt and corset fine
In a long cold line
the girl named Maria
Sitting with a bunch of doves
Doves who have no wings to fly.
In a long cold sight
The doves are waiting
To someone who pause for their nest
Might give wings for them to fly.
In a long cold choice
Maria has to put her own light
In the shadow of every eagle
Even her will is forced to fight.
In a long cold sunrise
The dove is preparing her corset and skirt while taking a bunch of green
From the eagle she met once.
In a long cold street
The dove is still moving
To reach her nest holding a few worms for her sweetie pie.
Just a long cold moment
When the dove just got home
Trying to be normal every sun smiles
But gets back when the dark cold moon stays for a long long cold night.
Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 6:32 AM UTC
In a long cold night
there's a girl named Maria
Who take a sit every night
wearing skirt and corset fine
In a long cold line
the girl named Maria
Sitting with a bunch of doves
Doves who have no wings to fly.
In a long cold sight
The doves are waiting
To someone who pause for their nest
Might give wings for them to fly.
In a long cold choice
Maria has to put her own light
In the shadow of every eagle
Even her will is forced to fight.
In a long cold sunrise
The dove is preparing her corset and skirt while taking a bunch of green
From the eagle she met once.
In a long cold street
The dove is still moving
To reach her nest holding a few worms for her sweetie pie.
Just a long cold moment
When the dove just got home
Trying to be normal every sun smiles
But gets back when the dark cold moon stays for a long long cold night.
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