The Blackbird Lyrics

Throw the distaff in the middle of the yard, if it's cloudy, it'll brighten up
volilela volilela, volilela volil? (imitates the flapping sound of wings)

The prune is in bloom, and everyone is looking at it The prune is on the branch, and everyone takes a rest

The prune has fallen, and everyone has helped it

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