Flutter flutter little bird. Flutter flutter little thing.
Hush and listen to this song I sing. Good health and good fortune to you, it will bring.
So flutter little bird flutter to me oh precious one. Listen to this song that I will sing, listen to my song the song of the stars.
βAre the stars in the sky, like you and I? Do they flutter or do they fly? Do they shed their shining feathers and make their nests out of sticks and heather? Do they sing sweet songs or forgive each other of all slights and wrongs? Are the stars like you and me? Can they soar in the air so high and so free? Can they loop and swing flip or sing? Or, are they just stars?β
So flutter little bird flutter little thing, and don't forget a word of the song that I sing.