A light broke in upon my brain, - / It was the carol of a bird; / It ceased, and then it came again, / The sweetest song ear ever heard.

The arena swims around him - he is gone,/ Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.

Cool, I broke his brain!

Yes, love indeed is light from heaven; A spark of that immortal fire with angels shared, by Allah given to lift from earth our low desire.

And the sun went down, and the stars came out far over the summer sea,/ But never a moment ceased the fight of the one and the fifty-three.

People habitat has to take priority over bird habitat.