In incarnations or a dream

Bird-like I flew with wings endowed,

And heard a cage-bird's pliant scream

To whom the gift of flight I vowed,

So we may roam eternally.

And be in tune with nature free.

"My wings have dropped thus confined,

My cries of importunity

Have made my music unrefined.

To Sing with you In harmony

Or roam with you above the cloud

Alas, were I by fate allowed."

We'll combat fate with delicate love

Till soon thy wings with freedom rise;

Attuning songs to storms above

We'll dance with thunders of the skies

And drink the sunset's golden wine

Or milk of streams where moon-beams shine.

I’ll weave thee star-white jasmine crowns

And paint with rain-bow streaks thy wings,

This earthly cage we shall renounce,

And bathe in sparkling Helican springs,

And free with nature re-unite

To be in tune with th' infinite.