I know you better
You wear my feathers and you fly under the sky
In my eyes reflection
All your directions seem to be right
On my own side
Proudly and gracefully
You fly this way but don’t cross the line
The instinct to survive.
Don’t be afraid me, I will be friendly watch your flight

Under sun bright....

Wish you meet me on this station
And wave by wings
That would be mean that you made up
I would believe