I am a soaring penguin.
I see seals looking at me from below.
I laugh because they can’t try to eat me anymore.
I eat the rare flying fish.
I am concerned that I will fall.
I am a soaring penguin.

I think about my past dreams of flying.
I shout in happiness as I fulfill my dreams.
I feel excited.
I want another rare flying fish.
I touch the air with my feathery head.
I am a soaring penguin.

I pretend I am Superman.
I wonder how far down the drop is.
I cry happy tears.
I say to the hunting polar bears “Nya, nya, nya, nya, nyaaah!”.
I hear the laughing of my other soaring penguin comrades.
I am a soaring penguin.