| 歌曲 | The Secret Language Of Birds |
| 歌手 | Ian Anderson |
| 专辑 | The Secret Language Of Birds |
| No buzz words, fuzzy fudge words, | |
| so freeze those goalposts, don't take the Admiral on board. | |
| This Hardy's not for kissing⦠| |
| Expression, no explosion, | |
| or whispered promises in cliché or in rhyme. | |
| Instead let's talk the secret language of birds. | |
| Right time but the wrong idea. | |
| Well, you're making it all sound just the same. | |
| Try taking it up a key like that Nightingale | |
| still over there in Berkeley Square. | |
| Do we have problems of communication? | |
| There's something I don't know and you can't explain it to me. | |
| Let's talk the secret language of birds. | |
| Step out of the circus now. | |
| Learn a new trick and make it stick. | |
| Try taking it up a key like that Nightingale | |
| still over there in Berkeley Square. | |
| Finger tracing on misty window: | |
| I'm reading loud and clear this salacious semaphore, | |
| as you leave me standing at the station. | |
| Give it to me ---- the big dawn chorus: | |
| no whispered promises in cliché or in rhyme. | |
| Let's talk the secret language of birds. | |
| Right time but the wrong idea. | |
| Well, you're making it all sound just the same. | |
| Try taking it up a key like that Nightingale | |
| still over there in Berkeley Square. |
| No buzz words, fuzzy fudge words, | |
| so freeze those goalposts, don' t take the Admiral on board. | |
| This Hardy' s not for kissing | |
| Expression, no explosion, | |
| or whispered promises in cliché or in rhyme. | |
| Instead let' s talk the secret language of birds. | |
| Right time but the wrong idea. | |
| Well, you' re making it all sound just the same. | |
| Try taking it up a key like that Nightingale | |
| still over there in Berkeley Square. | |
| Do we have problems of communication? | |
| There' s something I don' t know and you can' t explain it to me. | |
| Let' s talk the secret language of birds. | |
| Step out of the circus now. | |
| Learn a new trick and make it stick. | |
| Try taking it up a key like that Nightingale | |
| still over there in Berkeley Square. | |
| Finger tracing on misty window: | |
| I' m reading loud and clear this salacious semaphore, | |
| as you leave me standing at the station. | |
| Give it to me the big dawn chorus: | |
| no whispered promises in cliché or in rhyme. | |
| Let' s talk the secret language of birds. | |
| Right time but the wrong idea. | |
| Well, you' re making it all sound just the same. | |
| Try taking it up a key like that Nightingale | |
| still over there in Berkeley Square. |