Little Sparrow

Sing, sing Little Sparrow!

So the sun shall awake swiftly

To let the water flow below

Toward the young heart of many

Sing, sing Little Sparrow!

Draw out the freedom of your wings

And your grace shall bless the meadow,

Sharing the blossoming of springs.

Your passion is no less than true,

But sing no more Little Sparrow,

As I may now sing just for you.

By Ayli Girard

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