oh little bird, dont be afraid
the first time is pain
fly away, fly away
spread wings plain
and fly your way.

ah that wound
made that day
falling metters away
now its gone, now its gone.
spread your wings and fly

fly oh fly
little bird fly away
over the yonder
feel? this magnificient day!
not bounded by boulder
feel your flight day.

ah, the soothing feel
the clouds atop those hills
gliding through clouds
might even feel ill
but soon it’ll fade
it’ll fade
into a torrent of happiness blaze.