Gouldian Finch

You fly in the sky with grace and peace

As people admire you in awe.

You illuminate everyone’s day in joy

And your beauty, is it just an imaginary flaw?

You represent our country in every way

Whether it’s your beauty or astonishing glow.

Your plumage is filled with brilliant colours

Like a bright, vibrant rainbow.

But your colours are disappearing from the skies

Your population is decreasing from our land.

Your species may eventually be abolished 

And there will be no remaining beauty of yours to show.

We’re trying to restore your numbers

We’re trying to make it grow.

So you can shine your magnificent beauty once more

So please, oh please, don’t go.