O little bird! Our news carrier!
Where have you flown at this moment?
Give her news that her warrior,
Is deprived and helpless in the present.
The day you flew from her cage,
Was the last you made us engage.
I'm so grateful for what you did,
To banish our loneliness and keep alive,
The huge walls now try to forbid,
From meeting her that I cannot forgive.
I want you to stay with her again,
In her kind heart, away from pain.
Like before, sing her sweet song,
To put her sleep like a mother's lullaby;
Never release her hand among,
The weathers whether stormy or windy.
Keep her safe and let me know,
If she is happy and smiles glow.
We'll always be indebted to you,
For your help in keeping us together,
All our dreams will come true;
Because of you, they will last forever.
It has been long since we heard:
What's about you, O little bird!
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