A sparrow, wings outstretched, leaves its nest behind,
And wonders, could it turn its course, rewind?
A sparrow, wings outstretched, leaves its nest behind,
And wonders, could it turn its course, rewind?
Straw by straw, a home it built with care,
Yet time's harsh rains have left it nowhere.
Nowhere to be, nowhere to be.
O traveler, the sun will rise again,
Why flee so far, the victory you'll never gain?
You won't return, why flee, why flee in vain?
How can a sparrow love a foreign land?
The village's ancient peepal tree, it understands.
Straw by straw, a home it built with care,
Yet time's harsh rains have left it nowhere.
Nowhere to be, nowhere to be.
These tears that flow, a constant, endless stream,
Remember this, at every turn, a hopeful gleam,
A new dawn waits, why flee, why flee the dream?
A sparrow, fighting tears, will find its rest,
Though stony paths, its courage put to the test.
Straw by straw, a home it built with care,
Yet time's harsh rains have left it nowhere.
Nowhere to be, nowhere to be.
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