She flaps her wings and dreams of peace

She flies in darkness and in light,

Flapping her wings in flight,

Breast held high,

Clutching a phrase,

Chirping a phrase

Coined at dawn,

Coined In twilight,

Beak held high as night,

She sings with all her might:

"¡Give peace a chance!

¡No more war! ¡No! ¡No!¡No!

¡Bury your war machines!

¡Bury your violent deeds!

¡Cut them out as weeds!

For the beauty of my flight

Is love, love forever, love for life!"