Learn to fly

The night falls in pain; the bird learns to fly.

He lands softly on an enchanted tree.

He sings in the rain; no one sees him cry.

He's still wearing chains, with a butterfly,

the colours of the silent night's beauty.

The night falls in pain; the bird learns to fly.

The flower in vain is just passing by

in the bewitching breeze of this story.

He sings in the rain; no one sees him cry.

The supreme dream reigns; it must say goodbye.

Deleting images is not that easy.

The night falls in pain; the bird learns to fly.

The sound comes again; notes in the air die,

the ghost of a violin lost in me.

He sings in the rain; no one sees him cry.

Time to take the train soaring into the sky,

crossing wet rainbows; the truth is scary.

The night falls in pain; the bird learns to fly.

He sings in the rain; no one sees him cry.