bird

  unheard bird

i am  the little bird

born to fly 

in  the mighty sky

high and high.

the story of mine is unheard

i am the little bird

i have a heart

that makes me fly

to reach the ocean

where my friend lies;

the one that makes me smile

even in the days fragile.

we fly high and high

with no envy.

i am the little bird;

when i will fly above the ocean

i will let my eyes dry.

i will fly ;

high and high

because he can't watch me cry.