Fly, fly, but no so high;
But fly as much as you can;
Oh dear! come here and sit, rest yourself, made yourself free;
Never worry yourself when you go high;
Oh you! you're so tender and cute with such little face;
My heart melts for you because you're a innocent;
And my love always stays with you for long;
For which I know you're ill and no longer to be alive;
I request you not to stay here before you die;
As it was the place for evils, who will vanish you up easily;
Oh my little one! hurry up and leave the place,
as it was not a safe for you;
Good bye my dear sparrow, stay blessed and stay alive;
I shall always pray for you to keep you as a safe;
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem, Srijoni. Beautifully written