SINGING BIRD

I've seen the lark so high at noon
Heard his song up in the blue
I've heard the song bird pipe his nose
The trash the ..... too

But there's none of them can sing so sweet
My singing bird as you
My singing bird as you

<Iarla's Gaelic part>

If I could lure my singing bird
From his own cosy nest
If I could catch my singing bird
I would warm him on my breast

For there's none of them can sing so sweet
My singing bird as you
My singing bird as you

<Iarla's Gaelic part>

My singing bird as you

Transcribed by Deniz.
Send correction to dcebe@hotmail.com