If I were a bird
oh! What a life it would be
From heights above the world to see!
I’d fly in the air with a wing or two;
Oh! I would then just have a flight to do.
I’d fly over vast ocean spreads
And wonder where the other end leads;
Above the green lands and near the blue sky;
It would be immense joy to fly and fly.
O’er lush meadows and near the pearled cloud;
I’d fly chirping happily aloud;
To see earth’s beauty in a magnificence unfold;
Roving over the wild-waves flowing confident and bold.
I’d flutter my wings on adventurous flights
And glitter my eyes, gathering wondrous sights.
And in my heart solemnly bear testimony
To the creation of universal harmony.
I’d make my home in the mountainous plains
And feel cozy and warm in the hilly terrains.
Beginning from terra-firma toward the valleys to culminate
And not let winning zeal of an upward flight terminate.
I’d cling to the sea-cliff and hear the clarion-call;
Of the clippers that swim the coast at night-fall.
And decamp in wild jungles to watch the break of dawn
My eyes open as thanksgiving : a bird that I was born!