Soon I will be home
Missing the chatter of songbirds
I will leave for an eternal journey
Away from toils and pains
I will leave behind
Tales and gossips
Taunts and jeers
Miss the song of the songbirds
That soothing and sonorous song.
I will leave for the top
Of the mountains
And the song will die down there
In the valley.
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