If the Blackbird sang for you
he’d sing closer to you
Sing for him instead
or what’s the difference?
sing for us all
and that includes you
But you, you stop, while he
Explains himself for hours and hours
and must feel misunderstood
when it’s so simple: one day in March
when the countryside expands
He is gone
Nothing has changed
Nothing should change
(anonymous)
Blackbird
Turdus Merula
Merle