My dear Icarus
Tell me, now lie in the tears of the world
small man with large feathered wings,
return to stand out your fearless flight?
My high Icarus
Tell me about the wind on your skin.
was like a gentle lover?
O adversity with invincible hatred rebel your flight?
My strong Icarus
Tell me, lost in the tears of the world,
who your wings were broken?
Who was it that you fell so deeply vile?
My sweet Icarus
Tell me about the wind on your skin.
was like a gentle lover?
O adversity with invincible hatred rebel your flight?
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