Last flight

Winds of ancient times I call
swirl around me wild and strong
fill my wings with strengh and joy
and lift me to the sky to fly

let me fly just one more time
before the sun is gone again
let me feel the peace of flight
over lands so green and wild

now I lay my head to rest
close my eyes to catch a dream
a dream of freedom and of peace
of forests green, home it is.