dear mother dear mother
How do we fly
through the air with such ease?
'Tis the way of the feather
dear crow and dear robin
the way of the feather
dear wagtail and crow.
What keeps us up there
dear mother dear mother
what keeps us up there
in the heavens so high?
Why, the air keeps us up there
dear sparrow and kestrel
the air keeps us up
in the heavens so high.
And what of the fallen
dear mother dear mother
and what of the fallen
in the ditch there below?
Of that ask your father
dear pipit dear woodlark
of that ask your father
dear king of the birds.
