Swan کے بول

If you sway In the breeze of moving reeds Swim away Then fly out in the universe With grace Softly down You lose a feather from your snow There's no sound Just whispers from the waters you have found Wings of silk Curves of beauty to behold Face of milk Oh my swan The gift of you unfolds Unfolds Unfolds White opaque Fabled goddess Drifts and dreams In your wake Astounded by the wonders that you make You glide by I stay loyal to my queen Don't have to try Swans they stay together All their lives Raise your head Stroke your neck that's soft and long Have I said Oh my swan the gift of you I want