Carried by thermals and wind on the way
The swallow returns to her home once again
Having done what she can to raise her young
She leaves them to navigate their first journey
Thousand of miles, across oceans and seas
To spend a vacation where food and warmth are abundant
And all the time waiting for the return trip
To follow the stars, back to their birthplace
And to begin again.
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