A sweet little bird,
crooned to be heard,
a song of freedom, a song of hope
but you're chained and you're deaf
sweet canary sings along, but you have left...
She sings for herself, she sings for me,
she sings for every enemy.
she has her pain, she gives her joy..
you have to listen hard...oh, to enjoy...
So sing it with me,
love love love love love love love love love....Oh love....
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