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