With such little wings
How can the tiny birds
Fly so fast and high
Chirping and playing
In the air trees and huts
So swiftly they pass by
With such little wings
How can the tiny birds
Swoop down and sit
To shake their wings
And chirp holding leafy
Branches with their tiny feet
With such little wings
How can they hold so
Many beautiful colors
They become darling of
The garden when they
Fly around fresh flowers
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I would like to translate this poem
Wings The power of birds To fly high Either great or small True confidence The inner power of human To go ahead with brightest life Inside beauty Is true fairness of a girl To make a peaceful love