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Oh Bird


Oh bird, oh bird I see

So unknowing, and yet so free.

 

Oh bird, oh bird I see

Spare me, not one but both of your wings.

Show me the vast living spaces,

In which you fly,

Or the hazardous places,

In which you die

Oh bird, oh bird I see.

 

Oh bird, oh bird I see 

So swift and soundless

Sitting in that tree

Oh bird, oh bird I see

Lend me your eyes 

So I can see what you see

Show me the marvelous waterfalls and forests

From up high

Oh bird, do it before I die. 

 

Oh bird, oh bird I see 

Spare me your brain so I know 

Not what to think 

Show me how you sing, chirp, and dance

From tree to tree

Oh bird, oh bird I see

Listen to me bird, oh bird that I see

Just spare me both of your wings

So I can be set free and get rid of all these ungrateful things.

 

Oh bird, oh bird that I see 

You are the only one to know how it feels to be truly free.

 

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