The living under the black wings of the angel,
So beautiful,
Fell this weird feeling that every thing is ok,
But it doesn't.
Try to look ok,
Try to look like the people that live
Under the white angel wings,
But we know that our angel is black,
He has a lot of moods, and faces.
He tries to look good, but he can.
I all most feel relaxing, hilarious.
They reminded me,
It's so hilarious.
So what is so special in this world?
What so special by living under the black wings of an
angel?
The sun there never sleeps,
The clouds there are never became gray,
The rain there is so sparkling
You can almost think that this is a diamonds rain,
The see is so big and blue; you can feel the cold fresh
water
Spill over your body and get so deep under your skin.
The people there are made of gold, so good and perfect,
Its sometimes make you think that they made of glass,
But they don't, they are just happy!
This is the recipe for happy life.

So, I'm asking myself, and you,
In this condition would you be happy?