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O bird of my heart,
Fly on, fly on.
Look not behind.
Whatever the world gives
Is meaningless, useless
And utterly false.

By: Sri Chinmoy

From: Supreme Teach Me how to cry – 100 Bengali Songs

Hiya Pakhi Egiye Chalo Dekhona Ar Piche

His heart’s blue bird flies away
The moment he starts singing.
Helpless as he is,
He has no other choice.
Alas, none can sympathise
With this poor beggar-singer.

- Sri Chinmoy

From: Ten Thousand Flower Flames number 2396