The Lady Feeds Her Little Bird

作曲 : 白云

作词 : 白云

The lady feeds her little bird

At rarer intervals –

The little bird would not dissent

But meekly recognize

The lady feeds her little bird

At rarer intervals –

The little bird would not dissent

But meekly recognize

The gulf between the hand and her

And crumbless and afar

And fainting, on her yellow knee

Fall softly, and adore –