I am hearing words of a broken winged bird
that are the most likeable words I have heard
we are flying together in circles acting fine
I would fly anywhere with this friend of mine

he says that he hates love but I do not mind
because my friend is of the sweetest kind
our wings are broken our hearts are sore
but that will heal when we will fly some more

we will take a direction straight to the sky
where sun is shining and other birds fly
away from a world full of ugly words
to a place we will be called sunny birds