Wish we would be like you ,yes you oh sweet little bird.
We look before and after, And pine for what is not:
Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought
Teach us, Sprite or Bird, What sweet thoughts are thine:
I have never Praise of love or wine
That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
yes we would love to be like you,
yes we would love to be with you,
yes we would love to be YOu.
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