If she was a bird
She would skim the somber sky
And touch the face of God
And look him in the eye.
If you were a bird
Would it matter if you cry?
Your tears would loose their way
In the rainy sky.
And if she was a bird
The hevens she'd tear open
So to let all men hear
The words God has spoken.
But, Mum, you're just a girl
And soon you will die
Soon you'll be a bird
And kiss the rainy sky.