Little Birds

Oh, little birds on the roof of my house!

How lucky you are to fly away every day,

To fly high in the distance

Free of everything!

I’m here in my chains,

Staring at your wings,

Asking – 

Can you sing my name?

Can you hear my pain?

Can you see me fading away?

Losing myself to death,

To agony,

To despair.

Little Birds, did you see me bleeding today?

Teardrops falling down,

Drowning my old house,

Burying all hopes and dreams.

For the struggles that I’m facing,

Keep on haunting my soul,

Breaking my heart,

But, for how long?

Oh, little birds at my small window!

Let me fly away with you,

Catch the stars,

Live unseen,

Resting on these clouds, 

Relieved from everything.

Little birds! Oh, little birds!

Take me away from here,

Away from this dreadful reality,

Take me to a peaceful place

With same old smile

And, a happy face.