Little Bird کے بول

My little bird, my little bird. I'll sing to thee. I'll sing in summer's time. My little bird, my little bird, the morning will come all in a sun's good old time. While you are sleeping, I will keep singing your sweet melody 'cause you knew a boy who at age ten just moved in. And come tomorrow, the year will turn over-18/19. You were just watching. You gave me wings I flew so high. I flew so high. My little bird, my little bird, I will keep on singing. Oh my little bird, my little bird.