Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo what do you do?
In April, I open my bill
In May, I sing night and day
In June, I change my tune
In July, far far I fly
In August, away I must...
Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo what do you do?
In April, I open my bill
In May, I sing night and day
In June, I change my tune
In July, far far I fly
In August, away I must...