Blue Bird, many stories you tell,
From your journey across the land.
Will you tell, oh, wise little bird?
Of the places you got such a tan?
On my voyage, across the seas,
I will tell you the things I learnt, as I please
From Tahite to Germany, the Amazon to England.
Oh! The many postcards I had to send!
What, oh what, wise little bird?
Is the greatest thing of all you came across?
Was it the diamond? Or was it gold?
Was it something you dare not toss?
The greatest object of all, is no object.
“Will” is the greatest of them all.
Where there is a “will” there is a way.
The man with “will”, will stand up tall.
What, oh, what, wise little bird?
Is the most beautiful flower you came across?
Was it a rose or a tulip?
Was it something you dare not toss?
The most beautiful flower that I found...
Is the radiant, trust, which blooms when close to the heart.
With it you can do unimaginable things.
It’s the trust, that’s the second key to life.
What, oh, what, wise little bird?
Is the most powerful source you came across?
Was it nuclear? Was it gun powder?
Was it something you dare not toss?
The most powerful source, I found...
But of course! Love it is indeed!
Able to stop any war and bring peace.
So fragile and delicate, and found so rare.
Life has three keys.
It is up to you to open the doors.
Will, love, and trust are waiting for you.
So, ponder over my words and make your choice, before they fly away.
