Cuckoo: You turn around
You turn around again
He'll touch the ground
And won't return again
Your son will die again
You exert yourself
You exert yourself again - in vain
I'll rise up to the sky
To see the corpse below
Enjoy the sunny days
He'll be bold as a stone
Try to rest till next time
Your heart beats now
Your heart beats now again
At the final blow
One last breath to grow
One last push to go
Little Bird: Ooh-ba-ooh
Sayway - sail away
The start is the end of my lifetime
Mother Bird: Hungry all the time
I try so hard to feed their beaks
I can't afford to sigh
Gotta hurry up I can't stand their squeakers
Ooh - I need more time
I need so much more time now
I'm a true-hearted mother - somehow
Flying cross the aisles
I'm chasing the worm on the gra**
In the fern
I'm far away I fly
Back on my way to see if they are okay
Ooh - I need more time
I need so much more time now
I'm a true-hearted mother - somehow
Somehow