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Bluebird flying high, tell me what you sing. |
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If you could talk to me, what news would you bring? |
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Of voices in the sky. |
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Nightingale hovering high, harmonize the wind. |
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Darkness your symphony, |
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I can hear you sing, |
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Of voices in the sky. |
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Just what is happening to me? |
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I lie awake with the sound of the sea, |
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Calling to me. |
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Old man passing by, tell me what you sing. |
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Though your voice be faint, |
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I am listening. |
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Voices in the sky. |
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Children with a skipping rope, tell me what you sing. |
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Playtime is nearly gone, bell's about to ring. |
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Voices in the sky. |
