Small Bird In the Storm
Flies, flies, small bird flies
For a thousand miles
Under the little wings
The beautiful world to admire
Flies, flies, small bird flies
A firm heart can survive
Democracy-freedom
Await in the visible blue sky
Flies, flies, small bird flies
Storm raises up so high
Deters the tough way
Strong small wings never tired
Flies, flies, small bird flies
Endures the evil time
Short halt to inhale
To freedom, resume the flight
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