You fly all around my house,
from morning to evening.
I see so many of you,
coming to sit in my balcony.
You have a sweet voice,
and look pretty and innocent,
but let me tell you, oh bird,
you are giving me a load of trouble.
It is the month of April,
and the heat is beating down on me.
My air conditioner is under repair,
and I want some cool air.
My air conditioner has its back to the balcony,
and just in front of it,
you have built your little nest,
to live with your family and raise your young ones.
I know not what to do.
For if I were to repair my air conditioner,
I will have to demolish,
your cosy little nest.
My daughter and wife do not want me to call in the mechanics,
to repair the air conditioner.
I argue with them in vain,
telling them we need some cool air.
I am not a heartless tyrant.
Oh sweet one, I understand your feelings.
I would feel the same,
if someone were to demolish my house.
So I have not called the mechanics.
You can stay safe in your nest,
in front of my air conditioner.
I will let you be.
It is going to be a hot summer for me.
But I hope the next time,
you want to build a nest,
you will find some other place.