Ageing / scribe021

Ageing

Brain bark loses youthful glow
She will lose what the planet has given
What is mortal, what is lost
The fire will grow, the dust will become a dictatorship

And what's coming has another glow
She'll see the light, she'll have the azure
She's going to float, she's going to lazur
The planet will go, the glory will rise

He's slow losing his way around.
It changes its form strongly
Bending beyond the orbit of the world
Joyfully joins the saving lump sum

Learns to glide with winged men
With those who have gained saving outfits
With light, it fulfills the act of striving
They emergence to heavenly rooms