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the boy that tried to catch the wind.
once upon a time, there was a young boy. he was ten years old, young enough to be a kid, old enough to understand what the adults said. he lived in the hills with his family. green forests, a little town woth small, narrow, unpaved streets. most of the houses didn´t have electricity.
often, he went out for a walk with his grandfather. his grandfather was a wise old man. sometimes, when they had climbed the top of a hill and could see the green jungle that surrounded them, they would rest there. his grandfather would smoke a pipe, a fascinating event.
when they were sitting there, comfortably under a big tree, they never talked much. one special summer day, there was this breeze in the air.
love, can you hear the wind?
what does it say......... what does it say?
cant you understand?
i can feel it says something, but i can´t understand..
you will learn to understand. listen to it. there are special winds... each and every breeze will bring you wisdom, if you just listen
can you always catch the message?
only when i hear. the message is always the same.
from that day, the boy tried to catch the words of the wind. the winds would often caress his hair... never reveal their secret..
like butterflies on my blooming soul
© 2005 by hiphop
All rights reserved
once upon a time, there was a young boy. he was ten years old, young enough to be a kid, old enough to understand what the adults said. he lived in the hills with his family. green forests, a little town woth small, narrow, unpaved streets. most of the houses didn´t have electricity.
often, he went out for a walk with his grandfather. his grandfather was a wise old man. sometimes, when they had climbed the top of a hill and could see the green jungle that surrounded them, they would rest there. his grandfather would smoke a pipe, a fascinating event.
when they were sitting there, comfortably under a big tree, they never talked much. one special summer day, there was this breeze in the air.
love, can you hear the wind?
what does it say......... what does it say?
cant you understand?
i can feel it says something, but i can´t understand..
you will learn to understand. listen to it. there are special winds... each and every breeze will bring you wisdom, if you just listen
can you always catch the message?
only when i hear. the message is always the same.
from that day, the boy tried to catch the words of the wind. the winds would often caress his hair... never reveal their secret..
like butterflies on my blooming soul
© 2005 by hiphop
All rights reserved
