Текст песни Little Wing - Jimi Hendrix

Well, she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind,
That's running wild.
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
And fairytales
That's all she ever thinks about ...
Riding with the wind
When I'm sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles
She gives to me free
It's alright, she says,
It's alright;
Take anything you want from me,
Anything
Fly on, little wing