Red-Wings
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Got up from bed
Morning is red
Calling me far-off
Agogging cascade
Laughter of flowers
Now an ascetic
Heavenly smell spread
I'm candlestick
Bubbling up water
Mystic birds sing
Prepared to welcome
Coming red-wings
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş