The Earth and the Eagle

Little butterfly comes down to remind me
The way it whispers on the breeze
All this weight I carry 'round deep inside me
Makes it harder to fly free

So fly, little one, fly!
You're the answer to the prayers
of every saint who longed to die
No earthly things on your clean tiny wings
Made only of virtue and the sky
So fly, little one, fly!.........

Eagle rises up above to remind me
I'm the one that makes the wind
There's no strength without the strength to deny You
There's no power without the power to sin

So fly, noble one, fly!
Look above the world within you,
you can go higher if you try
No earthly things on your clean mighty wings
Now you know the one who made the sky
So fly, little one, fly!
Fly, little one, fly!
Fly, little one, fly!