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1. Once a birdie was born in the nest.

It opened its eyes and looked here and there.

What a magic world was there around him,

Birds were chirping hymns of life and fun.

2. The Sun was shining in blue sky,

White clouds silently drifting by.

Why don’t they chirp like happy birds?

Birdie wants their song to be heard!

3. He wants to sing with them thankful song

For earth, which gave him life in a form.

Bird’s form is better than other life,

It lives in freedom, and there learns to fly.

4. Among people strange and creatures of the sky,

All through life the birds live and boldly fly.

Can see how people’s dreams rise very high,

But seldom can over the mountain fly…

5. How can a little birdie help the man,

Who persists in climbing high again?

Why the climber does not see, how from the sky

Stretches out to help the hand divine?!

6. The birdie makes up its mind: “I’ll learn to fly!

Then return and to the humans be nice,

Shall teach them to fly from the childhood

So they too can fly in God’s free world!”