こころの鈴を鳴らす旅 詩の世界

私と小鳥と鈴と

私が両手をひろげても、

お空はちっとも飛べないが、

飛べる小鳥は私のように

地面（ジベタ）を早く走れない。

私がからだをゆすっても、

きれいな音は出ないけど、

あの鳴る鈴は私のように

たくさんの唄を知らないよ

鈴と、小鳥と、それから私、

みんなちがっていい、みんないい

A　Bell, a Little Bird,and Me

Even though I open my arms wide,

I still can't fly in the sky at all,

But a little bird who can fly,

Can't run on the ground as fast as me

Even though I shake my body,

I still can't make a sound as beautiful as a bell,

But that ringing bell doesn't know

As many song as me

A bell, a little bird, and me

We're all different , and all wonderful.