Across the azure skies you glide, so free,
With wings that span the oceans wide and deep.
The whispers of the wind, your melody,
In solitude, the endless blue you sweep.

Through tempests fierce and calmest seas you roam,
A sentinel of storms, a beacon bright.
The vast expanse, the open skies, your home,
With every beat, you conquer day and night.

Beneath the stars, you trace a silent path,
The moonlight dancing on your feathered grace.
In endless flight, you stave off time’s cold wrath,
Forever free, in boundless open space.

The albatross, a symbol of the free,
Your journey ‘cross the world inspires awe.
In your grand flight, we see what we could be,
Embracing winds without a single flaw.