Gentle rays of the morning,
beautiful promise of dawn.
As the land lays unmoving,
I spread my wings against the sun.

The clearest blue horizon,
serene, magnificent heavens.
A gay feeling of freedom,
I soar towards the open seas.
      
The world has lost its splendor,
barren lands… poisonous waters.
With the rise of new cities,
doom befalls the earthly creatures.

Sadness betrays my proud heart.
My hunger and my great losses,
heavy trials for my strength.
Still, I soar with the highest hopes.

One day, I shall have my home,
to dwell with mg daughters once more.
For now, I have my haven,
in the glorious sky above.

Alas, pain rips trough my chest,
blood gushes from my tiny heart.
Shot by hunters from the earth,
I plunge into the deepest sea.

A victim of man’s madness,
I am the last of my kind.
This is my tale of sadness,
my wasted life as an eagle.

The sun,
symbol of life and death.
How the flowers bloom,
with the right warmth.
And wither too soon,
with its mad heat.

The sun,
lovely and glorious.
Dawn’s promising light,
a heart’s pleasure.
Beautiful twilight,
as it sets in the east.

The sun,
is like a special friend.
How his comfort brings,
warmth to the heart.
Yet, his oath of love,
a scorching hug.

You enjoy his gestures
gentle and formal,
Soft spoken conversationalist,
your ideal man.

He opens a door for you,
then lets you go first.
He offers a chair for you,
then gets you a drink.

You love his choice of clothes,
clean and simple.
His perfume pleases you,
perfect masculine smell.

He doesn’t make advances,
never asks for a kiss.
He keeps his hands in place
to keep your virtue safe.

My dear, beautiful friend,
feel safe as you can be.
This wretched, horrible man,
is in love with my brother.