Vlady 51 : Tinker Bell

My Tinkerbell of the dusk,
Sky learns from her how to paint.
Bllack voice dances in night
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Black lips touches sax —
My angel floats in pink sky.
Africa breathes Pai.

My beloved one. She is an angel, not a woman anymore. She has wings, she has a black guy who is a traditional singer and dancer in the middle of Africa, and he supports her energy. She is in the pink sky, she is with red roses, she is gorgeous and unbelievable. Pai is amazing. And the guy who plays music creates the Universe of stars in the dark night, she creates life and energy.