The Dog
The dog sat and looked at its master
Said Hav Hav, licking its tongue
But It dreamed of freedom in his heart.
It gets his food from its master
But it is very tired because of the Leash
Dreaming of a freedom in its heart.
Not for a week round
Not for a day-
But rather with the band.
Return to the life of the wolves
Walk through the fields and vineyards
And breathe freedom air in the paths.
9.5.06 (1-2-09)
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