The birds are flying high in the sky ,

Tonight the breeze is beautiful.

I can’t wait to listen to the song’s of the Sea.

I am a shadow, dancing amongst the tree’s.

The birds are flying high in the sky,

Tonight the breeze is beautiful.

I am like a cloud ,

Floating in the sky,

So high, so proud!

The birds are flying high in the sky,

Tonight the breeze is beautiful.

I can see the beautiful African plains.

Other days I see it rain.

The birds are flying high in the sky,

But tonight I see no breeze

I see ugly grey smoke in the air,

which makes me sneeze.

I see horrible pollution in my seas!

But you humans have no respect,

You all are killing me.

And when I die where will you go?

Will you go to another planet?

The birds are dying,

There is no more green…

All my creatures are dead!

As we speak, there is no more breeze.

You All killed Me, my children my heirs of the Earth!

Once Upon A Time

The birds were flying high in the sky,

the breeze was beautiful.