My friend have to fly away to strange lands, native winds follow him. The favorite city is thawing in the light blue haze, and also together with it a familiar house, a green garden and loving eyes.
My friend is sure to pass through all wars and all fights, without knowing any sleeping or silence. The favorite city can sleep serenely and have dreams, turning green on spring.
When my friend will come back, the native winds will fly in behind him. The favorite city will smile at my friend together with the familiar house, the green garden and the happy eyes.
