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Little birdie, little birdie Won't you sing to me your song? Got a short time to stay here And a long time to be gone Little birdie, little birdie Why do you fly so high? Well, it's just there, my dear lovers Up there waiting in the sky Little birdie, little birdie What makes your wing so blue? Well, it's just there, that all grieving That all grieving over you, oh I'd rather be in this old darkness Where the sun refuse to shine Than to see you with another And to know you'll never be mine We'll fly down now Little birdie, won't you sing to me your song? Gotta sing now while we're together I won't hear when I'm gone, oh From Letras Mania