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Lyrics:
If you catch a little bird And you put it in a cage, feed it every day Open the door, it'll fly away It'll be gone, it'll be gone
On the wings of the wind Fly on the wings of the wind
Once I catch a little bird And I taught her a song it was a silver song Open the door and she was gone She was gone, she was gone
On the wings of the wind Through on the wings of the wind
And she flew so high Through alone in the sky And was gone
Our freedom is like a bird You can put it in a cage, it will fly away Every time it flies away
And it will fly so high Through alone in the sky And be gone
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