A little bird told me
From the palms of the people making an entreaty
A bird raised in the garden of Wind takes wing
Just to make their small hope true
fluttering it's velvet wings
After the boundless flight through the Wind
At last The bird arrived the darkness of the inane
What it saw from the end of universe is
Only a drop of blue tear
it's too beautiful to say
The small bird sang
Everything is there......
song, word by Mimori Yusa
composed by Gustavus Theodore von Holst
translation to English by me
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I suppose the bird is a Space probe, never return to our beautiful planet.