From my tower I see the light
Every night when it's very dark.
It's so far. But I know I might
Fly away like a little lark.
And I hope I will see the life,
I'll be happy, I'll have new friends
And I'll never learn what it's like -
Having love and air in lack.
Yes, I know that one day I might
Fly away like a little lark.
But again I will see the light
Brightening in a deeper dark.