Try, little fly
To light up your life,
To see the snow going by.
Try, don't be shy
To see the up sky's light
To reach to it,
To feel your mind dies with no fight.
Hush, little night,
Listen to your stars
Little sweet tear will not die.
Hush, feel your light,
Up on those skies
And see your love going to die.
And all those dreams
All the skies
Were holding seas
Were growing lives
New baby's up
No cry of a child
A hidden breath was held inside
It must be the light.
Try, little fly, and spread your wings.
Try, don't be shy, you don't feel anything.
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