They keep us in a golden cage shining bright
A gold chain even adorns our tender pink feet
They feed us with the choicest sweet fruits
And they always say that they love pigeons.
On festival days, they release hundreds of us
Clap and cheer, as we flutter our wings and fly
The huge blue sky we enjoy not for much time
As they catch us back, surely say they love pigeons
Just at any trigger, the leaders just to suit their ego
Start a war of destruction, mindless annihilation
Millions lose their loved ones, and children orphaned
Countries are victimized, but they say they love pigeons.
After all, these millions were killed and the towns destroyed
Leaders stand on the very mount of the burial grave
Shaking hands and signing the treaty with broad smiles
Release many pigeons, say we love peace and pigeons.