The little yellow birds,
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Do they cry for me,
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Or do they cry with happiness ?
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They look down on me with tiny eyes,
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Do they see my tears?
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They seem to flutter by so carelessly,
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Do they hope I have some seeds ?
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They land beside me without any fear,
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Do they see my tears ?
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There is the open sky where a warm breeze blows,
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Still the birds stay close by me.
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Do they want some hair to make a nest for spring,
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Or do they want to dry my tears ?
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Yellow birds
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| Tarnation |
