THE NEST IS DESOLATE and TOMORROW ISN'T NEAR
THE NEST IS DESOLATE, AND TOMORROW ISN'T NEAR
Daily bread isn't enough for breakfast
The living quests to save tomorrow
So the Eagle left its nest in search of big catch
Flying above the pinnacle of the highest trees
Beyond the shadows of the distant valleys
Set to get to the hunting ground
Still gliding on the weightless air
Hovering on the glittering spread of the restless seas ??
The search isn't over till the land beyond the waters
Pretty stunning Eagle on the search
I know the trip is short
Only scared how long the hunting would last
I know you can stand the scorching sun
And wade through the fluffy whitish snow
But I'm scared if you'd remember your nest
The one left idle on the branch of the olive tree
Hope you won't taste of the foreign cider
The intoxicating liquor that makes home too far to return
Don't forget the Fall is near
The trees would soon be Stripped naked
I hope the Spring would be here in a bit
Scared if this stunning Eagle would be back
If she won't get stung by with venom of the western wasps
Would she remember she promised tomorrow
Now that countless nights have come and gone
And another sunrise is headed west
With no trace of homecoming
Seems tomorrow is drifting back
And the nest is getting desolate
Tell the air to blow a gentle whisper
A loud whistle of reminder
It is time for homecoming
The air is dry and eyes filled with tears
The tomorrow she promised isn't near as said
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