the silent dark nights are turning beautiful these days
From time to time i hear the magical music of winds
Sometime it seems like it is dancing and humming the secret songs
So beautiful, feels like driven to distant imagination
the music so addictive, feels like getting drowned in it's richness
Is it the nights or is it something else
I keep getting attracted to the music so mild
That melts all the tiredness of the day so wild
I keep getting pulled by this distant imagination
That take away all my reasons and the limitations
The scary nights, now seems like a magnificent fare
With the wind singing it's secret song here ane there
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