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The little bird of prey does not perch on every branch.

Song

1. The little bird of the golden age does not always fly, ; I do not always lie in a bed with a beautiful quilt. ; Have mercy, have mercy, turn to me, kiss me again. ; ; 2. My dear (little) dinner is just a red apple, ; My dear (little) bed is just a handful of straw. ; Have mercy, have mercy, have mercy, turn to me, kiss me again. ; ; 3. The cherry tree has blossomed, its leaves are falling, ; This beautiful little girl already has a lover. ; Have mercy, have mercy, turn to me, kiss me again.

Inventory number:

9130

Collection:

Repository

Type:

Song

Municipality:

Martos