Aileron - Boris

On a light-filled hill that has never been visited

You’ve just looked up at

…the blue sky, for instance

You adore it, you dance

Into the distance…

Panting, singing

Along the ridge line that is ablaze with flowers

You are tracing

Show me more

I’d like to watch it for ever

Show me what bliss is

Soak me with your blissful smile

You can just try and fly there

Until you reach there

Away, away, far away

And tell me about the scent of the wind

You’re gradually finding what the world is for you

While chasing the thing awaiting for you

And I’m watching you right here

Playing with the light

All the while

Tiny wings

With clear eyes

Fly, fly away