Blue

That's you, hardly making new

Living, laughing, lose

That sleep makes my eyes believe in you

Morning bird cut up worm

Fasting child in warmth of Adam

Here comes the sun

Here comes someone

Look where to hide

Oh where to hide

Oh I know I lied make it hard to find

Look, your head doesn't look

and dark blue bird, black worm

It follows me harmless and I learn

Father, my faith is bothered

In my stomach there is hope in all his spirit

Black bird blues daughter you will lose

keep her steady off the black yarn cradle burn you'll be able.