Sing like a bird that soars in the air.
Resting his wings and enjoying the view up high.
Why so shy?
When you can see me above you.
Don't you move and hide,
cause I would like to greet you.
Hey little one that looks so small from above.
If I choose to land, You're a giant in my view.
I fear you and you fear me.
Who should be the one hiding?
Not me and not you.
I just want to greet you and let you see my point of view.
I want to respect you,
not fear you.
Pretty please, you do the same for me.
I wish you no harm,
but a hi from a stranger with no hands, just wings.
As I sing your name in my beautiful language, I know you love it.
I see you smiling but when I used to come near.
You would fear my tiny body and tiny beak.
Oh how I wish to meet and greet you.
Can you give me this chance?
Pretty, Tweety, Please.

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