It is time for the warrior to take a rest
It is time for me to open a new chest
It is time for the bird to leave his nest
It is now or never, a gleam rising up from the west
Shall I pursuit or to be lost in twists
Shall I take up the chance, I'm nothing in life but a guest
In farewell, there are no complaints to list
In farewell, forgive, forget and wish the best
Forgive me like a pure innocent child
Forget me where the ship beyond the horizon slowly hides
And wish the best for the warrior who wants to take a rest
- Author: Bandiras86 ( Offline)
- Published: September 20th, 2012 11:55
- Category: Special occasion
- Views: 22
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