On the wings of birds

On the wings of birds


If hope came on the wings of a dove
And you could pick it up with your hands
What would be your first wish?
If you had the power to exterminate all the weapons of the world
Making just one song
What name would you give?

Maybe the sky can bring this answer
On the day that the sun rises on the horizon like a beautiful rose of fire
When the birds bring this song in their wings

The sky is still blue
Even though it is covered by these gray clouds
The mountains still make their sacred prayer beyond the clouds
The flowers are still in this world
To show us how beautiful this life is
Even though our hands can not touch
Our eyes are able to see

Maybe the sky can bring this answer
On the day that the sun rises on the horizon like a beautiful rose of fire
When the birds bring this song in their wings

There is still light to draw the blind from the darkness.
There is still a voice to speak for those who are silent
If we are still able to smile
So why let the kids cry?
How many children will still have to cry
For these tears to come to our hearts?
When will we be able to sing this song?

Maybe the sky can bring this answer
On the day that the sun rises on the horizon like a beautiful rose of fire
When the birds bring this song in their wings



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