Fly
Just go, fly
Or you will die.
Never come back to this sky
With people of filthy eyes.
They will try to pull you down as they try.
I would suggest, do everything at your best.
Even if they lavishly talk.
They are the bad ones with a smile of sly,
With a mask of goodness that they can't hide.
Oh! dear fly so high, to a bright and shiny sky,
Yet so high that no one can make you cry.
Or you will die.
Never come back to this sky
With people of filthy eyes.
They will try to pull you down as they try.
I would suggest, do everything at your best.
Even if they lavishly talk.
They are the bad ones with a smile of sly,
With a mask of goodness that they can't hide.
Oh! dear fly so high, to a bright and shiny sky,
Yet so high that no one can make you cry.
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