rachel evangeline barham the blackbird şarkı sözleri
The nightingale has a lyre of gold
The lark's is a clarion call
And the blackbird the blackbird plays but a boxwood flute
But I love him I love him best of all
For his song is all of the joy of life
And we in the mad spring weather
We two have listened till he sang
Our hearts and lips together
Our hearts and lips together
