Sky heights birds can fly
Sky heights it can enjoy
Their wings are in such a way
Their hopes are ever high
Then sky believes the birds
Fondly accepts the little ones
Knowing well their end is scheduled
The end is in the earth
Hopeless life but they ignore
Or unable to know the reality
Sky heights they can fly
Their destiny is in this earth
The earth is their mother
Where tree is the home for living
The little chicks awaits their return
Sky tells them to go downwards
Wind will try hurt you dear ones
Lightning will make all you fear
I am giving my own love to you
Say good world sky is so good
Than earth where destruction is rampant
I know earth will be truthful
Then the humans are the destroyers.
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