I was born br Free. br Free to fly high br And soar into br The blue sky. br br Please don’t br Confine me br In a concrete cage; br This would make me br Mad with rage. br br Please don’t br Clip my wings br To prevent my flight. br Please let me sing my song br And reach great heights. br br Please let me br Spread my wings br And take off into my life. br Please let me br Flap my wings br And levitate towards the sky. br br Though I may not br Soar high br At the very first try, br But please let me br Sprout wings; br br Please let me br Fly.