Oh little robin redbreast
Dancing on the ground
Sing to me of springtime
When new life will be found
Oh little robin redbreast
Sit upon my palm
And sing to me of summer days
When all is still and calm
Oh little robin redbreast
Sitting on the wire
Sing to me of Autumn time
When colours are on fire
Oh little robin redbreast
Sitting in the tree
Sing to me of Winter time
Survivors you and me
Oh little robin redbreast
Sitting here together
We’ve faced our own mortality
And here we sit forever.
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