Blackbird

A blackbird

Singing

On a moss

Upholstered

Stone

Bluebells

Swinging

Shadows wildly blow

A song

In the wood

A ship

On the sea

The song for you

And the ship

Was for me

A blackbird

Singing

I hear in my

Troubled mind

Bluebells

Swinging

I see in a distant wind

But sorrow

And silence

Are the wood's threnody

The silence for you

And the sorrow for me

Oh the sorrow

The sorrow's for

Me

And I have all I need

This song for you

And the memory

For me

A blackbird singing