Towards the sky with myriads of Dreams The little bird is soaring high with such a vim, Unknown she is about life's turning into a dim, Wings of Freedom gets entrapped with a film . No matter how far seems her Dream. Determined she's to fight with all her whim. To the distant sky full of Dreams the baby bird is flying with an great aim, Her confident eyes shinning with a gleam She's soaring the high with such a vim, Little did she know her bright fate would one day face dim Into adulthood, her open wings would soon be filmed .
