Answer:
White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.
There are millions of me. I am very small but when moving fast I am deadly.
I am round as a bowl, deep as a tub, but all the world's water couldn't fill me up.
It flies when it's on and floats coming off.
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail