Blackbird

Black bird on the black sky

Never rested he flew high

Floating like a black kite

In the darkness of the night

Mourning of the dead-singing dirge

Flying over cities and roads diverged

Hoping to vanish itself someday

In his glumness and fade away…

The Gypsy

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