𝓟𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓼𝓮𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱𝔂 𝓟𝓲𝓵𝓸𝓽

Happiness holds him, 

Whenever he starts the plane.

Starting to fly with the hymn,

Staring the sky through the pane. 

Crimson sky brings flame in his heart,

Moving closer amidst the cloudy mist. 

Gleaming sun is his art. 

He moves faster than a bird is the twist!!!