"Sing that song of nightbirds together with me.
Let,s feed the darkness with tunes and melodies.
Let,s hide the fear and forget all the tears.
Don,t cry for the morning.
We will cross the black night with our wings and cries.
We will reach the high clouds in the sky.
Let,s take a rest and look down.
We cannot see things, we only can guess around.
I want to stay . I don,t want to touch the ground.
What about you, my fellow? Missing the sound?
My wings are yellow.
So it easy to follow.
Here,s the street of my sound."
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