Craning you head up
To see
A lonely little nest
Perched on a branch
Where a little sparrow
Is ready
To spread his wings
To fly fly
Or at least try
The brave little bird
All on his own
The little sparrow is prepared
For his first flight
Flapping his wings
One, two, three, four
Up and down
Wobbling in the wind
We are witnesses
To the sparrow's first flight