How nice ‘tis to be a bird!
A waft — and you are awing!
A bird has no debt or deed,
He can simply fly and sing—
How nice ‘tis to be a bird!
O freedom! O breadth! O flight!
No bond, no care, no curb—
Just soar to the happy height!—
A bird speaks no hurting word
Nor lies — a bird lives a dream—
How nice ‘tis to be a bird!
Oh, yes! I would fly with him!
The Russian version of this poem see here:
http://www.stihi.ru/2012/04/05/515
How nice tis to be a bird
© Copyright: Ритам Мельгунов, 2014
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