wytchcroft

I know the song, which is similar to the meaning of your poems)


What a beautiful expanse swallowed the sky -
Clouds as a loving - pressed to the ground!
Where you and I have a simple roof
- looking of the warm...

What the wind answer to this?
Running and broken a wing.
And he falling between,
He broke the embrace -
as a glass.


We stood on the past, we waited for the new.
Clinging to the wall where they disappeared.
Where - one life arose and the one death too
Pair of outbreaks of fire in these troubled days...


What the wind can - answer to me?
Running past us.
and broken a wing. Us.
And it - falling between,
He broke the embrace as a glass.