Free as a bird is my soul.
Carried by the wind,
she moves trough the endless sky.
Her wings strong and ferm clapping
she steers me across the sky,
underneath the sun that treasures me.
Far away birds awaken the hope
of heavenly times.
To be free and yet together,
always living underneath
the eternal shining sun,
that enlightens our existence.
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