O Free Bird!

O free bird in the skies!

How long did you take? How many tries?

Before you started gliding high above.

How does it feel to have the winds under your wings,

Or the clouds whispering to you?

O free bird from high up there

What do you see through the bright sun's glare?

Did you see children running around?

How they let themselves free on any open ground!

Did you notice the men holding onto the banner tight?

These winds sure have them using all their might.

What else do your eyes see, o bird perched high up on an invisible tree

? Far across the horizon you can see.

Tell me your stories, o sing to me.

My eyes have weakened and I am now old.

Many tales hide in my wrinkles, in every fold.

My ears how they long

To hear you speak to me in sing-song.

O free bird, will you swoop down someday?