Bilker Bird1 min 6.7K 1 min 6.7K
I saw a bird singing in a sweet melody,
Sitting on the youthful arm of a tree;
The season too was very soft and cozy
Everyday I'd see her but now I can't see.
There's another tree close by the lonely one.
There I hear her in blooming concert;
And then I feel a harrowing wail
Continuously hitting me and my heart.