Most of the birds have gone away
Gliding through the last flyway
One little bird was left on her own
Alone, alone. Her loved ones are gone
Why can't I go? She asked herself
The Distant Skies. Will they be there?
To find a new place to call home
So the little bird could stop the roam
One last Farewell she had to say
To the one who was always her aid
Far away, far away, she flew
Searching For her friend, 'cause she Foreknew
That she would have to take
The most dangerous route without, doubt
Against many dangers the two of them withstood
And before the windy way they finally stood
To the endless kingdoms the little bird crossed the gate
To see her loved one, she could not wait
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