Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Leading Bird, artist - Marketa Irglova. Album song Muna, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 22.09.2014
Record label: AnTi
Song language: English
The Leading Bird |
Clouds descend on grass grown wild |
Tall and grand, lush in hand |
They bend in air as man in prayer |
I’m weaving through, trying to get to you |
I’m running past birds of dawn |
They sing like heaven, they’re leading on |
Yet I don’t see slow motioned wings |
Like gold in sun, how it could be won |
White as snow silk-feathered doves |
Eternal glow, they easily know |
That life is grand in all its shapes |
Wether it gives, wether it takes |
That I am you, you are me, and |
Loving grace can set us free |
From sprinting far, above, beyond |
Being our own strong magic wand |