gone for the winter

GONE FOR THE WINTER

Gone for the winter

Gone with the wind

Gone to find the better wing

Happy to smile

Happy to sing but never looking back to the old spring

But when the bell rings

I will fly again to another place for I am happy

But then

 I see it the joy of my life

The ring of glory

But the story is not up

For the wind has got up

So I must fly again.