On a green green lands,
My foot are happily jumping up and down,
Running from east to west, north to south.
When the wind blows my fluffy wonderful black feathers,
I am dancing on it's rhythm, 
Spread my wings wide open, 
Showing off the proudest part of me.
As you have been proud of it.
I see you proudly walking on the red carpet,
Millions eyes watching on millions of my feathers on your body.
I see you sitting in front of the fireplace,
Holding a cup of hot tea with my feathers warm your body.
I see you, I see you, I see you.
Do you see me?
Or even think about me?
The weather changes,
Summer to winter,
Fall to spring,
And oooh, I have no feathers anymore to keep me warm.