Part 2 — THE BIRDS.

Do you ask what the birds say? Do you ask what the birds say? You ask what the birds say, the Sparrow, the Dove, The Linnet, the Thrush, say, “I love, and I love!” You ask what they birds say, You ask what the birds say, “I love, and I love!” In the winter they’re silent, In the winter they’re silent, the wind is so strong. The wind is so strong, What it sings, I don’t know, but it sings a loud song. But green leaves and blossoms, And sunny warm weather, And singing and loving, All come back together. But green leaves and blossoms, And sunny warm weather, And singing and loving, All come back together. But the Lark is so brimful of gladness and love. The green fields below and the blue sky above. That he sings, he sings, he sings, and forever sings he, “I love my love, and my love loves me!” he sings, And forever sings he, “I love my love, and my love loves me!” he sings, and forever sings he, “I love my love, and my love loves me!”