Green and white,
a little sparrow
starts to glide.
With wings so small,
but heart so free in the sky.
Where dreams can be,
through the trees,
and over the streams, chasing dreams.
Like fleeting dreams,
little sparrow in the golden light.
Take your wings,
take your flight.
Fly little sparrow,
through the blue.
Sing your song,
so sweet and true.
Sweet and true, in the meadow,
under
the sun.
Among the flowers,
you find your tune.
Morning whispers,
a
lullaby groom.
Weathers of joy,
soft as the dawn,
little sparrow.
You're never withdrawn,
through the trees,
and over
the streams, chasing dreams.
Like
fleeting dreams,
little sparrow in the golden light.
Spread
your wings,
take your flight.
Fly little sparrow, through the blue.
Sing your song,
so sweet and true.
In the meadow,
under the sun.