The ground, for Yuri, was lifeless mounds:
The air, for him, contained all that was sweet and fair.
Until the day his luck did end
And heaven did unto him forfend.
Yuri, a man who could not bare not to fly
Was thrown down cruelly from the sky.
The air, for him, contained all that was sweet and fair.
Until the day his luck did end
And heaven did unto him forfend.
Yuri, a man who could not bare not to fly
Was thrown down cruelly from the sky.
