La suite

Pour Baptiste There's a bird in your eyes there's a spring in your walk there is hope in your path Let it sing, let it jump let it sigh and go voici la suite mon p'tit beau goss... How I wish the bird's first song to listen to its feathers flock inside the warm nest of morning's delight it's cold and dark out How I wish to jump bu helas I can only sigh For my bird's feathers have almost all fallen and my eyes only see whats dark twinkle, twinkle little path...