In the azure sky, they carve their tales,
With wings that dance in the gentle gales.
Above the world, in freedom’s embrace,
They find their home in the boundless space.

Feathers glisten in the golden light,
Tracing dreams in their graceful flight.
No chains to bind, no nets to hold,
In the open skies, their stories unfold.

The symphony of their joyful cries,
Echoes softly through the endless skies.
They weave the dawn with hues of grace,
A testament to their endless chase.

Oh, to be a bird with courage to roam,
To journey far, yet always home.
In every heartbeat, a world to see,
The ultimate song of being free.