When will I Fly
When I was a small child,
I often looked at the sky.
Seeing the birds I wondered,
When I’ll be able to fly!
I don’t want to look as beautiful as a Peacock,
Or be as stunning as a Flamingo.
I don’t care whether I look pretty or ugly,
I just want to fly freely out of my window!
One day I will cross the seven vast, deep seas,
When the sun will be bright and the sky will be blue.
That will surely be my best trip ever,
And happily I will bid the seas adieu!
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