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Don’t break their silence!
Don’t break their silence!
Up I climbed the mountain side;
With all my friends by my side;
Disturbed by all our sight
Ran them all one my one.
There she flies with her chicks
Asking them not to look;
Running from the place they rest,
To see us off from their sight.
Lovely little birds around,
Turn their heads to see us round;
Stopping their chirping sound
Leave the place one by one.
Never he bothers what happens
Hearing our foot-steps sound,
Charging down the place we stand
To meet his fate in our hand.
Never they know when they die!
Never we know when we die!
Leave the death in His hand
To make them live in their land.
Never they come to disturb us;
Nor you go to disturb them;
Let them live a happy life
In the ‘Silent World’ they live.
