Bitter little bird

I will change
I will transform
I will turn myself
Into a bitter bird

Bitter life fly
To your garden
Bitter life sit
By the lilac tree

I will change
I will transform
Don't shoot me down
This bitter bird

Bitter life fly
In through your window
And bitter stories why
To your sister tell

Oh this sister tell
What are your sorrows
And ask of us of ours