Baby Bird

by Weeping Wolf   Jul 8, 2005



Poor baby bird,
Fallen from the tree
strayed from the nest
Too young to be free.

Sing, baby bird, sing
Cry for your mama sadly
For you have no more strength
left in your little wings

Sorry, mama bird, sorry
I tried to save your baby bird
But its soul has flown away
And its cries can no longer be heard.

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