The bird flies and skips, branch to branch.
And finds no place, to have complete rest.
On a day it would have to get the chance,
The bird flies and skips, branch to branch.
In garden of Eden, at last would launch
Shall find, there; its sweet celestial nest.
The bird flies and skips, branch to branch,
And finds no place, to have complete rest.
And finds no place, to have complete rest.
On a day it would have to get the chance,
The bird flies and skips, branch to branch.
In garden of Eden, at last would launch
Shall find, there; its sweet celestial nest.
The bird flies and skips, branch to branch,
And finds no place, to have complete rest.
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