Текст песни Flying Kites and Something Normal - Sylver , Vylet Pony

There on the wind
Held by a string
The clouds are passing
Over the kingdom

The shadow beckons from the forest
But it does not deter the light

And so the story tells
Of a Stallion's travels

Into the caverns, and through the caves
Marching on and on

Our hero grows weary
In the world that he made
Trudging through somber
Life that had decayed

Where are we now?
Where will we go?
Flying kites
Through every feat and foe.

The morning dew
Hoof to grass
The Hell we've set
Into Heaven's mass

The limelight sparkles
On a tortured blade.
Small talk for the wind
A language once forbade

Our hero grows weary
In the world that he made
Trudging through somber
Life that had decayed

Where are we now?
Where will we go?
Flying kites
Through every feat and foe