I want to be a free bird,

Happy flying,

Carefree singing,

Although there is no good voice,

But it won't be so messy as it is.

I want to be a free bird,

Flying in the sun,

the color of the sky,

It's the place I yearn for the most,

There is no sorrow there,

There are no worries,

There is only an endless deep blue.

I want to be a free bird,

Flying in the sea,

I want to see how big the sea really is,

That's my lifelong dream,

The stones of the ends of the earth and the capes,

For thousands of years,

How many waves collided.

I want to be a bird,

Flying among the white clouds,

I want to ask Baiyun,

The beauty of vanishing from the clouds,

That's where I want to be the most.

I want to be a bird,

One that never has a sound,

Wait quietly,

Aimless flying birds,

I'm not happy,

But I'd like to see,

The way everyone is happy,

That's the greatest luxury of my life,

The greatest luxury.

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