Creaturas del viento
Pájaro pájaro
Flies from tree to tree
And sits upon their branches
Where squirrels are meant to be
Águila águila
Perched a pole nearby
The squirrels all scamper still
And birdies have to fly
Avión avión
Encounters birds in air
Away it steers but yet it fears
A widow it will bear
Pájaro pájaro
Escapes the fans of death
Relief will last a second
As it takes another breath
Águila águila
From the air it's snatched
A silver bullet clips its wings
And quickly it is thatched
Avión avión
Is only good with wings
That carry people without want
To look at birds and things
Pájaro pájaro
In water bowls they bathe
Its only refuge, but it know not
Of homes that humans scathe
Águila águila
Is "free" to fly away
But always bears the tag, reminds
That others rule its day
Avión avión
Nay a moment rests
To transport beings diligent
For the world they do their best