Sometimes I envy the birds
For being what they are
They fly wherever they wish
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She lives the poetry she cannot write...
Anyway how could she write...
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In the past you were the heaven
but now... the house of the devil
When I hear your name I cry
Cuz in the past.. you were very high
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I know that the last year...
Few seconds more we wouldn't bear
But the clock struck 12
Pronouncing a new year
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It's time to sail this ship
away from the shore
cuz I nearly forgot.. not so sure
about what I've been fighting for
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Freedom
Sometimes I envy the birds
For being what they are
They fly wherever they wish
And see lots of fish
They see bees and butterfly
And they never say goodbye
Sometimes I wish to be a bird
And fly
Across the ocean I begin
And home is my end
And in the forests I hide
From the darkness behind
Cause it is not fair at all
To live between a wall