The Spring

Bitter taste is in the air
The spring is coming like a friend
All the night is falling now
And all the night shines
The eagle took me by
Makes me bleeding on a cloud
The little mink will have a hint
Please, carry me in the wind
Mighty migrations, mighty geese
Have the smell of the seven seas
You made a promise to fly by
When the spring comes back
When the spring is coming back