In your hands I learned to drink water
I was a sparrow who was imprisoned in your cage
why I cut my wings
and the birdseed that you give me
it was so little and yet I loved you
It was my song for you, always full
without you I could not fly to other skies
but you left me alone
confused and forgotten
another hand offered me the desired fruit
What one day was will not be
do not come back and look for me
I have no nadsa to give you
I'm tired of your birdseed
Go fly to other skies
and leave your cage open
maybe another sparrow falls
but give him a drink
Let me turn on the light I do not want anything
this would have been yesterday it would take
the first time you offer yourself
so that I stay here
but without loving you as it would gain
What one day was ... etc
go flying ... etc
....for drink
Only among all we can make this a better place :)