JUBA

I touch the sky in the wings of dreams; I am a bird of happiness,
I don't live in the house of those who keep their arrogant heads high.
You won't find me if you search with bloody eyes,
Learn to love; I will build a house in your house.
No one can stop me even in a golden pit,
Because I don't live in the golden kingdom; I love flower palace.
I become ashes by burning in the fire of revenge,
So from them; I live a few million miles away.
I am a bird of happiness; no one can buy me,
Money-wealth; Chasing power will lose me.
Be non-violent; be forgiving; be a life lover; build a flower palace,
Don't have to search for me; I will return to your home.