The Lovely Bird

Where are now those lovely days?.
Where are now those lovely words?.
Where is now that lovely bird?.
Which gave me mights of sweet dreams,
Which gave me flowers of fragrance,
Which gave me days of sweet smiles.


I know the bird has gone
I know the bird had taken my breath
I know the bird is my soul
I know there left no strings in my Violin
I know the bird won't come again
I know the bird won't sing again


Still those dreams have the same brightness
Still those flowers have their fragrance
Still those smiles refreshes my mind
Still those lovely words have great strong
But the nights had lost it's sweetness
Still that smiling bird is a part of my heart...