THE NEST IS DESOLATE and TOMORROW ISN'T NEAR

THE NEST IS DESOLATE, AND TOMORROW ISN'T NEAR Daily bread isn't enough for breakfast The living quests to save tomorrow So the Eagle left its nest in search of big catch Flying above the pinnacle of the highest trees Beyond the shadows of the distant valleys Set to get to the hunting ground Still gliding on the weightless air Hovering on the glittering spread of the restless seas ?? The search isn't over till the land beyond the waters Pretty stunning Eagle on the search I know the trip is short Only scared how long the hunting would last I know you can stand the scorching sun And wade through the fluffy whitish snow But I'm scared if you'd remember your nest The one left idle on the branch of the olive tree Hope you won't taste of the foreign cider The intoxicating liquor that makes home too far to return Don't forget the Fall is near The trees would soon be Stripped naked I hope the Spring would be here in a bit Scared if this stunning Eagle would be back If she won't get stung by with venom of the western wasps Would she remember she promised tomorrow Now that countless nights have come and gone And another sunrise is headed west With no trace of homecoming Seems tomorrow is drifting back And the nest is getting desolate Tell the air to blow a gentle whisper A loud whistle of reminder It is time for homecoming The air is dry and eyes filled with tears The tomorrow she promised isn't near as said