Sometimes i look up to the sky and wonder, how can birds leave everything behind and still fly so freely? And for a moment i wish i could do the same, forget everything and just fly
وفي روايةٍ اخرى؛ لَيتَني طَيرٌ لأَسبَحَ في الفَضا
وَأَوُوبَ مُغتَبِطًا مَعَ الأَطيار