I wish I were a pigeon
I wish I were a pigeon,
Free from all types of prisons
I would be a white colored pigeon;
As white as the snow the in polar region.
I would build my nest,
And take in it a good rest.
I would fly in the sky,
And have a flight very high.
I would take messages on a paper piece,
And would be vigilant of every attempt to seize.
I wish I were a pigeon,
Having all types of freedom.
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