The Cry Of The Parrot.

I remember,
Elapsed time
They are the springs of the garden
That's all there is to it.
Where are the freedoms?
Of your nest
Come of your own accord,
Go your own way.
Voices come
It's in my cage
I would have been released
I wish i could
Am I unlucky
I miss home.
Companions are in homeland
I am in prison
Come spring buds
The flowers are laughing
I'm in this darkness
I'm crying for luck.
The divine of this imprisonment
Who should I tell?
Fear right here in the cage
I will not die of grief
Set me free
O captive.

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