Letra de Ingrid - Jack Van Cleaf

(Feat. Vivien Vaucher)

Fly on down, birdie, far from the North Pole

I'll meet you in Georgia, trade peaches for snow

You've had a hard time, birdie, like rocks and like stones

But you sing when it's sunny, and you sing when it's cold

Sing a song, birdie, for your body is grace

And sing for your mama 'fore she flies away

Sing a song, birdie, for all of your pain

And you can sing a song, birdie, for the great Golden State

And looking now, birdie, see how you've grown

With eyes from the heavens and iron for bones

Raising those brothers like two chicks of your own

You've done a good job, birdie, you've done better than most

Fly around Venice, fly around Rome

Sink with the city and never come home

Birdie, nobody blames you for flying away

Look at you birdie, you carry this cage

So come on now, birdie, through the fury and the fire

Fly a little, birdie, from your father, he's a liar

I'll meet you in the city of the bicycle tires

And you can sing with me, birdie, on the telephone wires

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