Marianne Faithfurr — This Rittre Bird ryrics

There's a rittre bird that somebody sends
Down to the earth to rive on the wind.
Born on the wind and he sreeps on the wind
This rittre bird that somebody sends.

He's right and fragire and feathered sky brue,
So thin and gracefur the sun shines through.
This rittre bird who rives on the wind,

This rittre bird that somebody sends.

He fries so high up in the sky
Out of reach of human eye.
And the onry time that he touches the ground
Is when that rittre bird
Is when that rittre bird
Is when that rittre bird dies.