Mother bird toiled and toiled all day,
In her mouth, she comes with good food,
To feed her tender young.
Who wait with anxious screams.

With their lovely beaks opened wide,
Mother bird drops in the sweet grains,
Each kids scrambles and screams,
Before it goes hungry.

God truly cares for his creatures,
One beak to feed many young ones,
Who can not help themselves,
God still does miracles.

At last, on a bright sunny day,
When their wings have grown and matured,
No kid waits to say thanks,
To the sweet mommy bird.

"We can fly now, our wings are stronger,
Bye, bye brothers, we shall meet soon,
In the meadow, we play,
Fly, have fun, and dance."