Fly, fly little bird

Bird wants to love when

sing, sing without stopping,
is free,
displays her best plumage
to win.



The man wants to love when
love??
do not know what does,
demand to know what love is.



Bird when you fly
opens its wings and flat in the air.




The man to fly
need machines.




I would be like a bird,
sing when I want to love,
color my means, getting embarrassed
half ashamed,
but knowing that everything is worth.



Fly like a bird,
Instead of opening the wings
open mind
and so planar
even if only on a balance of child
make me feel free
free as a roguish smile of a child.


I wanted to be like bird ...