Your wax wings as an angel in flight.
Don't approach you too much to the sun,
risks to fall in low without thinking.
The day when you will slip down as an angel without wings will arrive.
And so that it turns the wheel,
your future creates him/it from you.
Flying so tall you will fall down,
without brake you will go to touch the fund.
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