The story of a little bird

A little bird wanted to sing her own song

Mother tells the little bird

To find her own song

Little bird goes to faraway places

In search of her special song

Crosses oceans and mountains

Meets birds of different hues

One bird directs her to another

No one could tell her where she could find her song

At last, the little bird meets a crude-looking bird

Though crude-looking, gentle she was

She advises the little bird

Go east, as far as you can

You will find your song

The little bird does, as advised

Across the ocean, she finds a warm island

Beautiful music was flowing from it

The little bird swoops down to the land

It was her homeland, where she found her song