As A Wingless Bird-Mournful Gust

She’s my grief She’s my tears of despair She’s sleeping beauty in my dreams She’s ashes of my hopes She’s voice of my eternity She’s frankness of attracting midnight She’s mistress of my heart She and nobody except her Bird, celestial bird Bird, wingless bird The bird remain with me for ever … She’s my grief No, beloved, not for us this spring We have lost our happiness outside our bodies All that you see now it’s only dream The reflection that never will happen At one time we were birds with you And with enjoying soared in the clouds eternal But arrows of death pierce our wings And we’re as if silence have felled in our life That day when I’ve stretched hands to heaven She as a bird has felled on my palms By the wounded bird tearing out from my dreams By the angel it’s in the flesh … by the bird without wings She’s my grief She’s in a captivity of the body She’s a wingless bird She’s all my dreams She’s embodiment of fantasies She’s the castles in the air She’s got used to ground She and nobody except her If only I had wings, I would give them to you I agree eternally to be tormented on this ground If only to enjoy your flight In heavens that are so far away from me