Answer:
When there is fire in me then I am still cold. When I own your true love’s face then you will not see me. To all things I give no more than I am given. In time I may have all things, and yet I can keep nothing.
White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
A precious fluid, thicker than water.
Though I have neither legs nor feet, my use is for to go; Although I cannot speak, I tell what others want to know
Sharp and long, flag of the world. What is it?
I can only be played on a windy day