Early in the morning
We hear birds chirping
Their sweet lovely song
Sounds fresh and long
When the sun rises bright
They follow its light
They touch great heights
And make long flights
They return in the evening
For the chickens’ feeding
They always help each other
Whether they go far or near
They show the spirit of unity
They never forget their dignity
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