White Bird کے بول

White bird In a golden cage On a winter's day In the rain White bird In a golden cage Alone The leaves blow 'Cross the long black road To the darkened skies In its rage But the white bird just sits in her cage Alone White bird must fly Or she will die White bird Dreams of the aspen trees With their dying leaves Turning gold But the white bird just sits in her cage Growing old White bird must fly or she will die The sunsets come, the sunsets go The clouds pile high, and the earth moves slow And the young bird's eyes do always know She must fly White bird In a golden cage On a winter's day, in the rain White bird In a golden cage alone White bird must fly or she will die