Angel wings she has, the purest white;
Angel wings she spreads, the purest thought:
"Look, look, angel wings she has!
Is she an angel, really?"
Angel wings she has, the purest white,
And to his eyes - the purest thing alive:
"Yes, yes, angel wings she has!
She is an angel, in fact!"
Angel wings she spreads, the purest thought,
To those in need, in pain, in naught.
Angel wings, the purest white,
They come off at darkest night.
To him, she still has wings –
The purest white, the touch of silk.
29.01.2010
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