Fly with my tears and fly with my fears
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My birds, whenever I feel too low
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You spread and take wing to this lonely island here, birds
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You returned, your voices returned
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You say,
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Throw away your pains and woes and lift up your eyes to us,
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then just spread your arms.
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Hopes can bring a miracle and my prayer is real
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Oh my heart goes pit-a-pat
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slowly I'm flying, oh i'm flying
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* go pit-a-pat (°¡½¿ÀÌ)µÎ±Ù°Å¸®´Ù
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