The sun was rising over the mountaintops
The gale blowing through the caves
And just when the wind of music drops
I heard the sound of ocean waves

I saw the bird climbing in height
And on the flow of the blowing gale
She floated her magnificent flight
Like the convex press of the sail

The experience was of sheer greatness
The whirling winds trembled the earth
The breathtaking bird seemed weightless
It was like the arise of a beautiful birth