Pretty bird
you sound so pretty when you cry
Do you cry 'cause. . .
You lack the wings beside you,
you can't self-express yourself,
you feel nothingness in your precious heart?

Pretty bird
please don't die
spread your light and love to this unnatural universe,
we need your life. . .
I worry, why're you so pretty yet can't fly
Please don't be defiant to yourself

Pretty, pretty bird
Please don't die
for you sound so pretty when you cry
you cry 'cause I plainly paint my words in recreation of our wilderness,
'cause together we flock in time
don't be shy, for I'll be your wings
that neither the rain, nor the heavy cold winds will stop you & I.