I fly high 'bove the heads,
Sailing through the winds of the dead,
All lone in the gale of a storm
In search of warmth, I rome

The high sun's rays blinds my eyes,
Through it, in the unseen dawn I shall dive
The high light vitals my embodiment
Through it I shall thrive
In the light I shall swallow the pain
And make my self refrain

In a tree high ,I saw a crow's nest
And I shall continue my journey for the best,
I spread my wings to ascend high
To reach the big freeze
And there shall I rest, in peace
  
                           -Flattered sparrow