In the middle of the park
A tiny bench there
Bring the birds comes to you
Staying there without any flower but still
Your body are humped
But there's no weariness in there
Not a beautiful face but a beautiful words
People pass
But their spirit last
Sing a song for you
Song of the bird
Song of the insect
We're breathing, yes we're breathing the air of
This unknown city
Just fly away, please don't cry
Not a family, not an acquaintance
Just someone in my distance
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