LIPS, lips, open!
Up comes a little bird that lives inside—
Up comes a little bird, and peeps, and out he flies.
All the day he sits inside, and sometimes he sings,
Little bird, little bird, whither will you go?
Little bird, little bird, whither do you flee?
Little bird, little bird, how long will you roam?
Round the round world, and back through the air,
Back comes the little bird and looks and in he flies,
Sleep, sleep, little boy, little bird’s away,
Sleep, little boy, the little bird must go