Alanka  

In the strong winds a bird spreads his wings and fly’s

Learning the city light behind taking off his mask

This wind dry and so hot

It burns everything, the past image, wings of passion

*Soaring in the wind for freedom

The night is lapis lazuli

The moon lights a prophecy of hope, which will heal

wounded wings looking for the freedom that is burned in the sand

*Soaring in the wind for freedom

Translated by Yumiko & Sandoe