For reasons I fly,
for reasons I breed,
for reasons I watch the world, dissolve,
I do not dance, I fly, I'm a bird.
All the crimson that spreads and scatters,
I go by silhouettes and be hidden in that space,
I let go, the courage to conquer, versatile attires;
I do not grieve, Idealize the sky move, I'm a bird.
I perch on those shaky branches,
rest on those tips of the high cliffs,
The neck in confidence of life, I do not matter,
I do not care the chaos, the sun to be there.
Looking down on the lands,
where super beings reaching the skies,
But I just walk away, I fly away, letting go,
I get hurt, I loose to the hopes, But I still shall fly.
I still spread the wings, my guides, fly up above,
all agony, pains, falling boulders of confidence,
and smile at the last dream walking away too, sentiments;
I still hope I'll fly, because I'm a bird, a bird idealizing freedom.
I wish I have the patience for the penance,
the temerity to rule the skies shall force me anyhow,
Tears roll down, but I must fly, and I shall always,
because I'm a bird, Till the sun decides to go down forever.
