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Part of my illustration project : "Draw Me A Song"

So, the project is about songs. I see and imagine scenes and images from them when I listen to them...
I will draw wild sketches of I have in my mind, only with pencils.

Here's the second piece, from "The Last Unicorn" song by America, for the animated film of the same name.

Hope you like

Here are the lyrics :

When the Last Eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain
And the Last Lion roars at the last dusty fountain
In the shadow of the Forest though she may be old and worn
They will stare unbelieving at the Last Unicorn

When the first breath of Winter through the flowers is icing
And you look to the North and a pale Moon is rising
And it seems like all is dying and would leave the World to mourn
In the distance hear the laughter of the Last Unicorn

I'm alive, I'm alive...

When the last Moon is cast over the last star of morning
And the Puture has passed without even a last desperate warning
Then look into the Sky where through the clouds a path is torn
Look and see her how she sparkles, it's the Last Unicorn

I'm alive, I'm alive...

Description
Part of my illustration project : "Draw Me A Song"

So, the project is about songs. I see and imagine scenes and images from them when I listen to them...
I will draw wild sketches of I have in my mind, only with pencils.

Here's the second piece, from "The Last Unicorn" song by America, for the animated film of the same name.

Hope you like

Here are the lyrics :

When the Last Eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain
And the Last Lion roars at the last dusty fountain
In the shadow of the Forest though she may be old and worn
They will stare unbelieving at the Last Unicorn

When the first breath of Winter through the flowers is icing
And you look to the North and a pale Moon is rising
And it seems like all is dying and would leave the World to mourn
In the distance hear the laughter of the Last Unicorn

I'm alive, I'm alive...

When the last Moon is cast over the last star of morning
And the Puture has passed without even a last desperate warning
Then look into the Sky where through the clouds a path is torn
Look and see her how she sparkles, it's the Last Unicorn

I'm alive, I'm alive...