Letra de Little Fly
Esperanza Spalding
Little Fly
Esperanza Spalding
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Esperanza Spalding
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Little fly
Thy summer's play
My thoughtless hand
Has brushed away
Am not I
A fly like thee?
Or art not thou
Man like me?
Little fly
For I dance
And drink, and sing
'Til some blind hand
Shall brush my wing
If thought is life
And strength and breath
And the want
Of thought is death;
Little fly
Then am I
A happy fly
If I live
Or if I die
Thy summer's play
My thoughtless hand
Has brushed away
Am not I
A fly like thee?
Or art not thou
Man like me?
Little fly
For I dance
And drink, and sing
'Til some blind hand
Shall brush my wing
If thought is life
And strength and breath
And the want
Of thought is death;
Little fly
Then am I
A happy fly
If I live
Or if I die
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