Testo Broken Wings - Soror Dolorosa

Broken Wings

Here I come today, for the first time
My mantle closed, my hands in the pockets
A man, who follows me
With my suitcase, almost done… as I could
Winter speaks to me, with its intimate language
Telling me secrets, or lies
I could expect from all the years, since I was born
Nowhere
Nowhere
The airport is there, receiving my footsteps
I climb the stairs
I fly tonight, I fly tonight
I fly tonight with you