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In the tongue of birds

In the dawning light, as the world awakes

Whispers of secrets, the language it makes

A melody woven, through branches and leaves

In the tongue of birds, where harmony breathes

In the tongue of birds, the music takes flight

Unfolding in verses, enchanting the night

Through feathers and wind, it dances and sings

A symphony pure, with celestial wings

In the language of dawn, a story takes form

A tale of devotion, love's gentle warm

The melodies carry, on feathers they glide

Translating emotions, from hearts deep inside

Through the ancient air, the notes intertwined

A patchwork of lyrics, the birds have designed

Each verse a message, for all to understand

In the tongue of birds, uniting sea and land

From tree to tree, the chorus unveiled

With trills and harmonies, the stories prevail

Songs full of longing, and tales of delight

Weaving connections, at the edge of twilight

As the sun sets low, and the sky turns gold

The language of birds, a tale to be told

In every melody, a message to convey

In the tongue of birds, magic will always stay