• Little bird, fly home, my beautiful one.
    Your master calls you in your sleep.
    Pains keep you from seeing the sun.
    Little bird, you must now leap.

    Why must you linger in sickness?
    Why must you keep bearing your woe?
    You know to fly in swiftness.
    To the world above, you should go.

    Don't stay here and suffer your pain.
    Don't think you need to ache anymore.
    You must fly and feel the rain.
    You must live forevermore.

    Little bird, please you must fly.
    You must soar above all of us.
    From Earth say your goodbye.
    Little bird, fly to our master, Jesus.