Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber, Soon we shall return once...

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber, Soon we shall return once...

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber, Soon we shall return once...

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