Grant me the wings while I stand, 

On the edge of this high cliff,  

Where the sky meets the vast land.  

Make me free as an Eagle,  

With wings that rest on my back,  

Feathers poised, ready to flee.  

Grant me these wings, I will soar,  

Through the realms of sweet infinity,  

Where the horizon meets the shore.  

Make me free as an Eagle,  

To greet the dawn with a cry,  

As the sun begins to glow.  

My wings have been granted to me,  

An angel on Earth I stand,  

With my Eagle friend, we flee.  

Together we dance on the breeze,  

In the embrace of the sky,  

Where the heart finds its true ease.  

In the heights, we find our song,  

A melody of the free,  

In the vastness, we belong.  

So grant me the wings, let me rise,  

With the spirit of the wild,  

In the freedom of the skies.  

For in flight, I find my truth,  

As I glide through the endless blue,  

Forever free, forever youth.