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The little bird of the argyelus 1
Song
1. The little bird of the sedge, does not land on every branch,
I do not always lie down, in the quilted bed,
Come down, wait, weak little bird.
Come down, wait, weak little bird.
2. My dear dinner is just a red apple,
My dear bed is just a handful of straw.
Have pity on me, wait, weak little bird,
Have pity on me, wait, weak little bird.
I do not always lie down, in the quilted bed,
Come down, wait, weak little bird.
Come down, wait, weak little bird.
2. My dear dinner is just a red apple,
My dear bed is just a handful of straw.
Have pity on me, wait, weak little bird,
Have pity on me, wait, weak little bird.